MadameBastet-firing-neurons
There is a darkness
only I can see in
and all those who are lost to me
are not even gone.
There is not one still body
left without breath;
nor an absence of life
which I can truly call death.
But the losses are all the same
and a death is a death by any name.
There is a darkness
that reveals itself to me
not in seconds or minutes or hours
but in some strange eternity.
And voices I used to know and call friends
have faded far away into the event horizon;
And reasons for living and dying begin to blend
and there is no choice I can truly defend.
There is a darkness
only I can see in
and all those who are lost to me
are not even gone.
There is not one still body
left without breath;
nor the absence of life
I can truly call death.
But the losses are all the same
And a death is a death by any name.
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