Living safe and happy with friends far and wide In this community with people by my side So why did no one notice when four years ago I died Why did they not find me On the first day that I died More were soon to pass on by Before there came the rancid flies The first week I but wondered The second puzzled me The third then made me realise that a fourth was yet to be Here I now lay How long must I remain Why must I be seen this way I have had my time Did I need to die? Now low here I lie Letters fall to the floor Watched by silent eyes Every know at the door is met by soundless cries I live in debt and pay no bills, still I have my home No one cares so no one knows, tell me why this should be so Laying here, serenity Silent heights, a lonely climb Melancholic company Ive been absent for sometime The first year was so lonely The hate grew in my mind Three more years were soon to pass Open the door to a gruesome find Here I now lay How long must I remain Why must I be seen this way
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