You

Everywhere I see only you, I don’t understand it

Why does a stranger, in a way look like you?

Why can I smell you, when you are long gone?

How come I see you, in every single one?

 

It feels like a curse, living in a shadow of a home

Seeing, smelling, hearing, understanding

Nothing works; it’s all gone in smoke.

 

Light in my eyes, tears come out

No shame for the tears of freedom

Life has changed to harmony

My heart is in bliss, let it all be.

 

Where the doubts go

I can never tell

For I do not know

There is no need to

My questions are gone

Here she comes…

(23/01/2004)

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