This That Conscious Sharpening
I miss you every day
And I can't stand to think
That tomorrow morning
I won't see you
Next to me in my bed
Tomorrow or ever
Now I realize
You're body's drifting
Away beneath the surface
Of the sea
Nothing to bury
No one to say goodbye
To
No one to close your
Eyes
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