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Who am I?
I can't be this
This thing
Blistered palms
Tentative grip
Am I these eyes?
This breath?
A last breath
On a solitary step
Is there sight behind these eyes
When it's all inside my mind..?
Who am I?
I can't be this
This creature
A matted clump
With broken arms
Am I these thoughts?
This breath?
A last breath
On a solitary step
Is there love inside these thoughts?
Or are there only thoughts of death?
Who am i?
I can't be this
This thing
When you are gone
And there's nothing left
Am I these memories?
Of battlefields and death
Of dust and your last breath
And does love exist
Is it real
When there's no one left?
Who am I?
I can't be this
This creature
Consumed by grief
A broken body
And are you with me?
I can't see through these eyes
I can't see through these thoughts
I can't see through these memories
Of battlefields and death
Of that dust and your last breath.