Where is the love, my love?
You brought me
down slowly,
Like an empty bottle, nothing holy.
Can’t feel my pulse, you left me,
I flourished, every time you touched me
The world is gray, though the rainbow.
Only dust before me, inside is stone
Love is what I found and lost,
Like a dessert, no oasis, but one ghost
Still missing you...
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