Follow Me

I.

 

Follow me—I’m hovering near;

It was you, it was okay—no wait—

and then I was later trained to know

 

“You’re better off”

I learned you learned it very well

 

II.

 

Follow me—I’m withering here;

It was you, it wasn’t okay—too much pain—

and then it was left to be heard, tell of her

 

“I saw things”

In the center of this girl, once

 

III.

 

Follow me—I’m suffering near;

It was you, it was okay—no fame—

for me or you—

 

Just normal lives,

Lived far from the known we learned, later, in our sunk-in, blessed-above-rabble eyes.

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