Spectre of Me
Hark… hark… hear my voice, a mere leftover refrain
Never can you see me, I’ve no form left to gain
Look up… look up… and miss me, resound with the air
Don’t take my loss for granted, only spells despair
Grief… grief… counts for nothing, on the flip side of love
Pinpointing its vector, may bring hope from above
Crunch… crunch… the numbers, add symbols in lower case
Headstones of algebra, surround my resting place
Wait… wait… I hear cries, emanating at my grave
Broken hearted loved ones, so many tears they gave
Listen.. listen… up, your mourning’s setting me free
This life snuffed out, echoes down through eternity
Hush… hush… my darling, pillows muffle as you sleep
Pull tight the sheets and love me, inside dreams so deep
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