Feasting eyes on wreckage that surrounds me
Makes me wonder if I ever learned to live
I have such little recognition
Of what I was when I could still see your face
The many flaws, of my own admission
A void supreme, I can't pull away
This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I finally know
One question to ask of you
Did part of me die while watching you go?
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In the soul, the frailty is seated
Gnawing doubts that I ever learned to live
Look upon the days since you've departed
My grand accounting of errances made
This ache, incessant once it started
As I espouse a meditation on decay
This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I finally know
One question to ask of you
Did part of me die while watching you go?
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This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I'm finally shown
The cavity that grows within
Vacant space that was left a lifetime ago
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Not fully alive
Just a shadow to be
Will I be revived?
Or transfixed in between