Damp earth, warm
Yet cool to touch the air--
And my chest feels heavy.
I feel your ghost weighing on my chest.
Little bodies squeek & sing,
And I feel like screaming.

My skin is on fire from the Spring air,
Burning with the atmosphere of rebirth
Because I feel nothing--
But dead branches & phantom limbs
Of where you once were
Attached to me.

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I've been living in poverty,
Starving for your words--
Though I didn't know it yet.
Your words haunt me
Before you've even left.

It took me so long to realize you were gone
And I still don't understand it
Because I can feel you right now

I wait and wait to wake up
But I was never dreaming

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Want.
I want
To want.
I want to,
But I'm afraid.

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