Why do I still write to you?
It has not nearly been a while.
I need a place to put these feelings.
Are they even strong enough to leave?
The hardest cry I ever put into the sky,
is the one you wrestled from my chest.
How is it, that you ever held that power?
If I miss you again, tell me to not return.
If I love you again, I'll struggle to stay awake.
if I remain alone will my eyes stay open?
If I miss you again I'll tell myself, first,
feed my body to the birds.
Let me, before I reach for your hand,
Feed my body to the birds.
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