Or did they open the door for you?
And now you are gone, you are gone
But I see images of you
All around me, laughing, hugging
Sweeping me off my feet
Gentle, passionate, disturbing
Rocking me to sleep, hold on.
Hold on. You are gone?
Where are the tears?
Bring them out, have a blast,
Celebrate: your life, my joy
That snippet of soul that you pinched off me
And the forever hole that you left in me
Does it keep you warm, does it make you safe?
Did you need this hole to cross the door?
And now, you are gone.
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