No wonder I lost sight of you
Confused by someone else.
I also don’t have any clue,
I’m not immune to spells.
I think I saw you in these parts.
You seemed to search your way.
Without landmarks, maps or charts,
You must have gone astray.
I cannot calculate the chance,
But I can learn to read
Behind the face, behind the stance,
Behind the words indeed.
This is the trickiest terrain
Developed to deceive.
And there is no one to explain,
And no one to conceive.
You’ll get no cure from your hope
That makes it hard to breathe
And tempts you to unveil the cope
To see what’s underneath.
And if you choose to sacrifice,
Surrender or replace,
Your agony will not suffice
To animate your space.
You know we’re running out of time.
There’s little left to wait.
We hardly can extend our prime,
So we should not be late.
Our silhouettes may slowly melt
Before the eventide
With everything we’ve ever felt,
Decaying deep inside.
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