Sink into my skin

A temporary shock that knocked me,
As the truth of your passing came,
I tried to grasp onto something
To grapple with life’s uncertain pain.
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I sat by your remaining heartstrings
Tried to see a path to understanding
I wrote words as an epitaph of love
But nothing held me to the surface.
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I couldn’t ask you what you thought,
Nor breath a word to anyone else,
For you were who I was most like,
You understood me like yourself.
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In permanence, just like your death,
In defining ink your name now reads,
A piece of you sinks into my skin,
To keep you closer than the night sky.
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Words are the centre point of our existence. If we never write anything down, did we ever really exist at all?
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