I miss the days having meaning
I miss the difference of breaths
Light breezes filling a soul
Gentle warmth-rays, glistening
through dancing trees
Exhale, exhale, exhale
That breath of applause
The bird's encore, rejoice
Life awaits...
I miss tenderness, giggles
I miss tickles of spirit
Tears, joy, sorrow
Exhilarating, roaring heart rates...
I miss coffee smelling sweet
I am alone, speaking to death
Cold shadows ache, fragrance dissipates
Did you hear the music?
I really wanted to dance,
I really wanted to laugh.
The silence comes from white noise
I don't sing, solitude in a crowd
Singing I am most alone
I echo nothing, compliment nothing
Melodies disintegrate, they are lost
I am assassin if not idly listening
I would rather listen, watch Life.
In my box, you can go on existing
In my box, the viper is contained
Coffee never warmed me anyway
Only one hurts when I don't partake
I can take it
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