Looking for The Long-Gone Me


In the eyes of blur paths, I see every day;
In the midst of you-me, I feel every day;
the core of us –dusted, soiled and tanned.
We both agreed upon the lights,
I see the darkness every day.

I wake up in nights and search for it;
the clean flesh, the shining bones,
and an unaltered soul;
when they all seem invisible, I try to sleep,
but couldn’t;
I seek the light; a beam to fight.

For this dead-already-me is trying enough;
But this dance of fate keeps crashing with
the low-flamed sparks that keeps breathing.
I lurched, I searched, and I kept awake;
But nothing I found that could keep me awake.

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