Time runs on.
Life runs away.
If only love would
choose to stay.

Flowing through
the painful spaces
where our lives
have lost its grace.

If only they had never lied.
If only they would really say goodbye.
Connected in a sublimation.
Encountering hallucinations.

Free must be
when soul can see
the truth beneath
the scrutiny
of eyes...

? Michaelette ?

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