When your wings are covering all my dirty shadows,

I got your smells like everything what you leave on my pillow.

Cold comes to my whitening fingers and you still smiling on me…

I feel my pulsing muscles slow down.

My eyes are searching for your face, but I can only feel you.

I feel you coming closer to me. I feel your breath.

I hear your song, which is moving like a snake into my head.

Everything is full of you.

But you are not here.

I can`t touch you…

I see just blurry light circling around me.

You are nowhere.

I was here.

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