By Arcassin Burnham
You Soul is somewhere else,
Swimming across seas to find you like Michael Phelps,
Of course I need no help,
I see no differences in color or wealth,
**The milky way has you**,
**no texting from night to day**,
**I'm sitting right next to you**,
**I need to clarify**,
**do I really need to ask**
**when your memories are gone in a flash**,
**so far gone**,
**and your feet gets colder**,
**Can't believe that you are**,
Disconnected,
Highly Neglected,
Souly disrespected,
I can feel your presence,
But you should be here....
....not in the sky.
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