Verpasst

I saw salt drop to the floor
our tears
And sensed in our eyes
the lonely dark
The shouts swaying from the lost
to the past, the future
I don’t know where found strength
to stand on our feet
to walk away
They stayed, no twinkle or spark as before
beyond our grasp
We left, unable to cry
Wait! I will come
struggle with you.

2014-02-18_1392742017

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