Tuesday, March 11, 2025

All The Dead Friends Still Spoke

I can't stop crawling back into your mind,
Many dead people written day and night.
My words voiced chaos but they were all still lined.

Write down those days like they were assigned,
Those days before were all still bright.
I can't stop crawling back into  your mind.

Death so common now, all so twined,
No goodbyes said, their words inside the bombsight.
My words voiced chaos but they were all still lined.

All signs of peace explodes in those mines,
My eyes could not run, but they saw in sight.
I can't stop crawling back into your mind.

The eyes still saw, but it was like it was blind,
Sense of feeling and movement all in a fright.
My words voiced chaos but they were all still lined.

Days go by, were they all left behind?
No they all flew around in my mind with great height.
I can't stop crawling back into your mind,
My words voiced chaos but they were all still lined.


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