Your voice is
The last I hear
Almost every night
Before I go to bed
Your words are
So familiar
And I wonder why?
Do you know?
Do you sometimes feel
Like I feel
Fear what I fear
Cry for the same reasons?
Or are you just
Good with words
Empathic
Or imaginative?
Never have I met you
Just seen you
Out there
On stage
As I hear your songs
I wonder about your fans
Singing along
The happy songs
In quiet admiration
For the moody ones
Do they hear the pain
I hear?
Or am I
Imagining
Wishful thinking
You understand?
You proclaimed music
As your medicine
It certainly is
A drug
Eases
My pain
Increases
The same
But I would never
Go without it
For it feels
As if You understand
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