metempsychosis © mana dairoku
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This December breeze gnaws on my skin
Your eyes are somewhere else
An intangible distance stands in between
Our feelings never intertwined

I toss myself into the depths of your existence
Only to resurface with a broken smile
Your gaze will never fall upon me
Our fingers will never intertwine

--- False Dreams 12-03-2009