Deadears Poem by Alien Zoo

Deadears



Oh, pretty, pretty face
These dimmed light makes it ugly anyways
Smooth mortal skin
Gives away everything

Just stand alone in the cold
Closing heart and closed churches
Hey you, what you doing at 3 am?
Infront of your imaginary home
Open up, I yelled
Do you hear me now?
I imagined that you did

Too bad you've also got deadears

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