The return of the dead
I opened the window
To see the ones who returned.
I don't know if it was because of my eyes
But it seemed as if their face has lost what wasn't their own.
They looked more like themselves
Than when they were alive.
I opened the window
To see the ones who returned.
I don't know if it was because of my eyes
But it seemed as if their face has lost what wasn't their own.
They looked more like themselves
Than when they were alive.