The proof of existence-
Somewhere in "then"...
Unbearable distance-
You did it again.
Unbreakable promise-
My most stupid lie.
It came here before us-
From those who have tried.
Alive. I can touch it-
The feeling of Loss.
Now everything matches,
But all lines are crossed...
I'm catching the fire
With my bare hands.
There is no desire...
That's how it all ends.
Too heavy to carry-
Too precious to drop...
You know what you buried?
You buried the Hope.
21 Feb 2018
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