Ever since I came to this emptiness
All the feeling I have is absence
Never walk enough never hear nevers..
Just deceive your soul with bloody tears
Having a knife -a cruel one- in dreams
Cutting all the real you's, real me's..
There is no pain, no compassion, no grace to mirrors
waking up with all compunction sleeping near..
never see enough, never feel, nevers..
Life in this absence is hidden
behind the miracles...
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