She feels she's not enough
She feels she's not intune with my reality
She feels she's being shut out
She feels insecure around me
I feel she's all in all
I feel she knows how to read my shadow
I feel she's jealous of she.
Am writing this letter to you
My friend, my soul, my marrow
Tarry while I go
Tarry while I fly
But know this, forever you live on
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