She told me you were dead
So how was I to know
You were alive?
You're only just
Alive, you know:
You look half-starved
And cigarette smoke is a perfume
You use too much.
The scent of booze
And your unwashed hair
Why do I still treat you like a princess?
She said that you were dead
And I see
How she made the mistake:
I've seen more life
In graveyards
And inside
My mind
You sleep
And walk around, screaming
"I still exist"
But nobody hears you.
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