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Dead, lost forever marked within
the waking mind, the exact moment,
and still finds me within my dreams.
In
a circle of never endings.
Never clear, but certainly can not be
mistaken, you are no where on this earth
to
be found.
Not for a moment, a day nor a month has
this journey taken you from me, for you
shall never return.
Gone, gone from this
earthly realm.
Still I go, go to those places. Places
were I might catch a glimpse of
you.
Not in the hope of finding you again,
but in search of the pain, the pain to
help me remember.
To
remember every trace that was you,
till the spirit parting from the body's
hold, as if ripped and torn from the shore
as the winds and tides reshape the land.
Tough, weather beaten I shall stand alone
looking through the past
to the present I
shall find myself. For only within finding
myself shall I find you.
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