Songs of Exhaustion
She transposed herself into darkness, every night.
Hid behind it, somewhere.
Behind the shadow of something.
The trees, the houses, the earths.
I went out with a torch.
Illumined every part of those.
Hunting the haunted.
I came back, exhausted.
Every night.
Within the night.
Without her.
With a realization.
She had deep, dark eyes.
Hid behind it, somewhere.
Behind the shadow of something.
The trees, the houses, the earths.
I went out with a torch.
Illumined every part of those.
Hunting the haunted.
I came back, exhausted.
Every night.
Within the night.
Without her.
With a realization.
She had deep, dark eyes.
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