Anonymous: Murderer
Am I here?
Am I there?
Am I real?
Do you care?
Watch me fall
I don't rise
This is my disguise
Nor the earth or the sky-
Only my soul truly dies
I can't fly
I can't fly
I will never reach the sky.
My body's aching
My clothes are taken
I'm blue with pain
Only you know my name.
I'm searching around for you
I look but I can't reach you
I see into your eyes
They take me back
To my demise.
Sinking deeper and deeper
My feet caught in the ebb
Hands tied by my head
I scream but my words go unsaid.
I'm searching around for you
I look but I can't reach you
You left me there-
Just left me there...
Now I'm here.
and I'm there.
I'm real.
Are you scared?
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