Burying Your Dead

Leave me alone.

Get out of my thoughts.

Get out of my head.

Like another friend,

You are dead.

Your words are empty

And actions were half hearted.

Life with you changed

And I had to part from it.

These memories return to me,

But why think about them?

They are pointless and already faded.

I light a match

To bring them to ash.

I breathe in the dust

And turn numb—

feeling you no more.

Get out of my life and out of my mind.

I buried you underneath the starless sky.

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