How are you?
I'm fine.
I think about you from time to time.
You may be here, you may be there.
But one day, let's be real
You diminished in thin air.
I feel your presence while I'm in the hardest
of places.
I hear your whispers in my sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Although I taint it with my drugs,
my life for once is more than dull.
But empty is my heart right now,
Our home is echoing- for somehow.
I realize that this letter drags,
but there's more than one I'm screaming to.
I count the stars, and pick them out of the sky.
Put them in a jar, that my tears collect in.
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