Buried alive..

will you miss me when I am gone..
remember me when I fall..
have time for me..thought for me..love for me…
will you mourn for me if I am not here ..

I know..
If I disappear you will always have a place for me..

but not now…
now I am here..
you see through me..you forget about me..you erase me ..
your blindness is painful.

will you miss me..
remember me when I fall..
I know..
If I disappear ..

you will always have a place for me when I am gone.




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