Long Silenced Empty Thoughts

Who or what
He can't remember
Before this precious moment
He is living in the past.

This time is not reality, for
This time - chosen from the end
- He who this is,
Who wants to be, that he is not

This is how he wants to live
A black...
This time it is,
Yet this time is not

...Standing around this exterrior...

When or why
He can't remember
And really to him it doesn't matter -
Celebrate his chance to be
And chance to be,
That he's not living.
A chance to see
That he's not seeing.
A chance to feel
When he is not

He lives one time
He lives one sight
He knows one thing
And knows his part

Part which he can see
And he can feel
But one he cannot touch or kiss
He lives his love
Locked out from within
And has no sight

- and has no sight.


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