Even when everything is gone
you will be somewhere under my skin.
And sometimes the sky loses shape and colours get numb.
I am not here.
I'm still searching between the lines from the past where I said goodbye.
I can't find them.
A journey without end searching for closure that will never come.
So here's to final goodbye,
...
see you on the other side.
-for everyone who couldn't say goodbye
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Before you Sleep
PoetryThis is a gift for you I want to invite you. Take a look inside my mind. Maybe it helps keeping your thoughts from running wild. Maybe ist shows you that we all break sometimes and that is fine. Maybe it gives you some sort of relieve before going t...
