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The ghostly figure I see wandering
inside the mirror, claiming me
is probably the main reason
for this winter season within, do not change so easily
It is your image that I see reflected, over time... constantly
and not my own... not… entirely
and though, I forget about myself... I remember thee... completely
coincidences in my shadow leads these word's to glow...
to you... eventually
The rain keeps reminding me
of tears already dried... or so it seems, apparently
turning into the inescapable pain tides
swaying the river, going to the ocean
Connecting water and blood
pushing what remains of my veins into the flood
this is the way of the waves pulsing too soon
aging fast with the last minute before full moon
The universe lifts its veil and change its constellations
but I do not want to rearrange the stars and certainly not these fountains
I do not want the morning coming invading my home
I want all to stay, exactly... the same
*K
MARCH
*Y
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inside the mirror, claiming me
is probably the main reason
for this winter season within, do not change so easily
It is your image that I see reflected, over time... constantly
and not my own... not… entirely
and though, I forget about myself... I remember thee... completely
coincidences in my shadow leads these word's to glow...
to you... eventually
The rain keeps reminding me
of tears already dried... or so it seems, apparently
turning into the inescapable pain tides
swaying the river, going to the ocean
Connecting water and blood
pushing what remains of my veins into the flood
this is the way of the waves pulsing too soon
aging fast with the last minute before full moon
The universe lifts its veil and change its constellations
but I do not want to rearrange the stars and certainly not these fountains
I do not want the morning coming invading my home
I want all to stay, exactly... the same
*K
MARCH
*Y
© copyright of KAY MARCH - All Rights Reserved.
English Version of My Poem "Marés"
... to clear consciences this is not a suicide note...
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You may not post, modify or reproduce any of
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... to clear consciences this is not a suicide note...
© All Copyrights Reserved. You may not post, modify or reproduce any of
my artworks without my written authorization.
© 2014 - 2024 Kay-March
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it's strange to think someone would write a suicide note, post it on dA, submit into numerous groups and then end their life 
but oh well, such are people I guess 
of what I see you basically say you will rather keep missing someone although holding on to that memory is painful, than to forget them completely. the capability of creating and accepting such feeling from my point of view equals a miracle - it makes no sense to act like that - but love doesn't need to make sense. love is and that's enough
but oh well, such are people I guess of what I see you basically say you will rather keep missing someone although holding on to that memory is painful, than to forget them completely. the capability of creating and accepting such feeling from my point of view equals a miracle - it makes no sense to act like that - but love doesn't need to make sense. love is and that's enough