Coma

I miss the sky
It would talk to me when I was next to her
I miss her eyes
How they could write a book without a single word
I miss my mind
I put it in a coma so that it can't get hurt
I think I'm alive
But when I loved her
When I loved her I was sure



Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Everett Hunt
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