Stalker

Let me sleep and I will roam 
Inside your memory, my home
There’s something buried in the way
But with every bone broken in haste
Every broken heart that I’ve erased
I will be there now, and every day

I can feel it now, slipping away
And when I’m gone, and every day
I will remain there when you sleep
I will never be erased, always with you
Beside you, the one that you knew
Pray the Lord your soul to keep

Stoic Poetry

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