Absence
You put up all your walls
Surround yourself with solemn stone
And hope your voice's echo
makes you feel a little less alone
Your absinthe tinted eyes
Try bravely to appear fair
But nothing fey or otherwise
Dilutes the spirit of despair
You find me in my sleep
This stranger that I knew so well
Entombed with you behind my eyes
With this as heaven, who needs hell.
You're still inside these rooms
I watch you stand at every door
My heart and mind can't reconcile
That you're just not here anymore.
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