FADED
You won't be there.
I can see your shadow drift in plain sight
Like a fading moon
Escaping from the night
Your embrace I feel it lift
Off my shoulders bare
Leaving a sunken impression
On the skin I wear
Like a fleeting decision conscious
I'd hear the water run dry
The room will soon elude
Sucked into an oblivion
Ceased will be the tension
In a world so cold -Where is the space
For loves grace?

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