I am a lost soul
I don't know where to go.
I have a transformation phase to go through.
But I don't know what to do.
After I died, my soul left my body and now I'm here.
I used to live over there.
I think I'm lost, I fear.
I used to care.
I don't understand death
I'm new to this, I'm cold, and so is my breath.
I see familiar faces everywhere.
But all they do is stare.
I think they are dead to.
They stare, but they hold out their hands like they care, if only I knew.
It's like I'm stuck in a place that is familiar to me.
Is this what death is about, being free.
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