Keeping
Keeping
Beautiful world all around
Sit inside without a sound
Outside specters will creep
Noiseless silhouettes you cant see
Looking again at the phone
Pick it up and no one is on
In a room alone with a ghost
Needle then pricking my foot
Green and beautiful weather
With it and no one to share
Cooking inside in my kitchen
Hoping some day for better
Invisible forms that seethe
That runs for corners and deeps
Disappearing again with a leap
Touching me while I sleep
Freedom is not really free
Is priceless for the ultimate fee
No one seems to be around
Whispers are never really loud
Somewhere someone is weeping
Waking up from a daytime dream
Someone is ripe for the keeping
Praying for the time they can leave.
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