deny me of my words
of body and bones
cold and empty hand,
why do you reach for missing shadows?
shadows that have become ghosts
white like lies
it began.
and it fed into the rage.
poisioned soul.
any my eyes became bold
losing you with every waken day of light
with every blink
like rain of fallen lahes.
i starred and you vanished.
white like lies,
it began.
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