I got a lot to say
I learned a darker truth
I caught you in the snow
your dead reflection on the move
I lost a lot of friends
also gained a few
I spent my days inside
hoping things aren't true
And then your dead love made me
toss and squirm and yell
the echos of your vernacular help
I miss my pets are deep beneath and cold
Their sound will take care of me when I'm far too old
Is that you digging up or the kitchen is shaking is it you trying to cling on
Is it you clawing up the boards
when I'm sleeping will you meet me in my dreams?

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