Everyday i notice you slipping away,
like a language dying a slow death...
without a word or two.
Everyday you shine brighter than before,
i don't see or understand how...
that ember enlightens a spark.
Everyday we shrink a bit more,
not only in lifespan but also in sight...
warm within our cold darkness.
Everyday they ask tireless questions,
when answers are way too scarce...
between us and our silence.
Everyday time tests our patience,
stares us into oblivion build by the past...
untouched or unnoticed otherwise.
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good to have you back
Everyday we find ourselves and lose a litttle deeper....When our dreams weave stories unheard and queer.....Everyday we wake up to the old sun....Introducing us to a new light when the day is done...Everyday the free air costs me a breath...When all I crave is a little life for us, away from death.
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