Bob mould

Nihil

Bob mould
I sit and watch as you fade to black
For weeks, it's been like years and years
Your eyes turn off at night so dark
I watch as you sleep in sweat and tears

Memorizing every line on your face
I thought I saw you standing up again
Breaking slowly from the stress of this
I'm not moving any more

At times like this I hear the air
That stands so still as if to say
It's your move next and how long until then?
I wash your face with my hands

I remove the sheet laid over you
In case you need to leave this room
Nothing left to hold you back from them
Whoever they might be

I've cried enough and so have you
Which way is best for you to leave?
As silence falls we plan your escape
And one last call of your name

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