Mourning Due
Mourning due
Not because I've lost you
But that I've lost myself in you
Countless battles
Bottles forged
Each mourn forgiven
Not forgotten true
Thick fog condensation
Turning gold to fool
You are lush
I vast green
Covered in your dew
Your damage
Addiction
And your love
All of these are true
But losing myself
In loving you
Is this mourning's due.
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