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My friend
he's in the midst of shadows.
he's tall, wears a hat.
he sat on my bed a few times.
he doesn't make me cry.
he tells me stories far and wide.
bout the times he was Alive.
I always adored his presence.
he was someone I knew since an Infant.
he told me, I once belonged to him, as a Grandchild of his.
and he's made an Oath to never loathe or leave me ever again.
that's why he's always around.
sitting and wondering around.
this man in a trench coat.
my only hope.
in knowing why I'm soaked in memories so faded.
he lives within shadows.
carrying a bag or Shachel, I suppose.
he's home.
© TraumatizedEEL
he's tall, wears a hat.
he sat on my bed a few times.
he doesn't make me cry.
he tells me stories far and wide.
bout the times he was Alive.
I always adored his presence.
he was someone I knew since an Infant.
he told me, I once belonged to him, as a Grandchild of his.
and he's made an Oath to never loathe or leave me ever again.
that's why he's always around.
sitting and wondering around.
this man in a trench coat.
my only hope.
in knowing why I'm soaked in memories so faded.
he lives within shadows.
carrying a bag or Shachel, I suppose.
he's home.
© TraumatizedEEL
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