April 13, 2008
I see you
You see glimpses

I remember you
You draw blanks

I brush you
You shrug the breeze

I leave you
You lose sight

I stand by you
You look at my stone

I am dead
You are living

I look up
You cry out your heart

I fade away
You leave a black rose

I needed you
You forget me

Now, you see...

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