Reminescence



My feet are weightless and I cant tell when they wil betray
My heart beats uneven
unaware of its own faltering rhythm.
There are gaps inside my head,
empty room I do not recognize
uncharted, nameless
a haunting sweetness,
a beautiful pain
Ghost of the past
Which never can be exorcist, nor I want to



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