the void

dear …  
what can I say about feelings  
that is strange to me now  
trying to befriend me after defecting?  
just like you crawling to me with memories  
calling me back ... 
every filter angle has a phase, 
obstructing my sight  
marking the final sunset  
screenshots of my stalled day

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everything is still the same  
except for that gleam in your eyes  
my infatuation with your smile   
potent than before,  
behind these feelings comes behind it ... 
the humming of witchcraft in the breakup  
feeding this fire annihilating itself  
letting it commit suicide  
like a rabid disease  
it shifts me into different levels  
but all in the same circle as you.

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somethings are keeping us lost  
to find a way; I still find
things I touch can’t feel me  
words I say won’t echo too far  
images I dreamt won’t print clearly  
visions I imagine won’t fly high enough  
everything I don’t mean anything  
but I’m feeling something out of the ordinary  
I’m feeling nothing; I’m feeling void  
true feelings, this is  
to know what it’s like to be absolutely nothing.