My soul cried
heart flamed
mind buried...
YOU
all while eyes forced pinched closed
to the sight.
Thee aching
Where are you now?
Amongst the quick and the dead
facing-mirrors away
from the light-canvased heart
that once thumped and pounded
at the thought
that tomorrow would return me
to the same space
I stood then now
Thee aching
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