Suspended In You

Beautifully, awfully 

The way I am empty

I don’t know where 

I must go, where

I am now
Unknown sorry

Unknown pain, unknown tears

Alas; only the 

Shadow breath is gentle
I am completely breathless

Caught in your vacuum

Suspended in you

Makes me burn until

I become ash

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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