what can I say?
Tears pop out of my eyes
and I have to improvise,
as no words
slip out of my vocal chords;
good we have facebook.
At least you cannot look
right into the sunken eyes of mine.
Is this the finish line?
Is this the end of the world,
a downward spiral, whirled
in the air so dense,
stripped of common sense?
I have her in my mind
I am not blind
the colours are still there
she's everywhere.
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