kerry green

Rookie (11/5/1988 / LONDON)

Chills My Air

Chills my air

Although you are dead, you are not gone!
I feel your essence that carries on
Its there when I wake to the morning sun.
The things you said, the things you done, are etched in my head burnt in.

I feel your presence in my room sometimes, a flicker in the corner of my eye, is it just me being stupid? Or did you just go by?

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