Void presenceless of you
I can feel you in the warmth of dreams
See you in the different shades of spring
Hear you in the echoes of the rain
Fight you in the rumble of traffic
Rotten bones of life
Young carcass of love
Everywhere but here
Anywhere but now
Reflected you on crow’s eyes
Wounded by you with nightmares
Whether I’m hunted or still in love
I remember you every day
Second by second
We drift apart.
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