You and I
Lye in this blue room
Are we alive?
I can look into your eyes
your flesh cold as decembers long cold winters
they said we were high?
assuming you and i were just at the wrong place wrong time.
You and I
was it sucide
or a homocide
you and i
im still looking in your eyes
two souls....
flesh cold..
alone.
This is not death on its own.
the thiefs came in the night
with knives and red eyes.
i hope were not alive.
our souls are now frozen
Just two old bones
burried beneath the place
we once called home.
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