I occupy my mind with the most pointless drivel,
With things that are at best trivial,
The things that no one else knows
Except we who learned about quiet and evil...
So, we are haunted in the night.
You are so inconsequential,
But your memories rain torrential,
And, as they blow across my mind
Once again you become essential...
So, I am haunted on this night.
See, I do not need you anymore
Need you not do I now, nor ever did before.
Inconsequential, or don't you remember?
Except for when I breathe, or cry, and in the hours before the morn...
For I was haunted on that night, too.
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