Necromancer

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I wish you’d get out of my head,

But instead, instead you're undead.

Lost in the echo of my plea -

Don’t go, don't go away from me.

I wish your heart could beat with mine,

But it is still, still as a vine.

The silence haunts me through and through,

But what else is a girl to do?

So I continue to watch you leave

I wish, I wish that you would breathe.

Breathe in the crisp, clean ocean air,

Breathe in the fresh green grass that’s there,

Breathe in, breathe out and start again,

Breathe in a thousand times by ten.

The silence causes misery -

It fills my mind, consuming me.

I, I wish you’d go away,

I wish you’d listen when I say.

The words that you can’t feel or hear,

Into thin air they disappear.

Free your mind and let it be,

Let go, live on, now without me.

I wish I'd disappear from your head,

But instead, instead I’m dead.

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