ABSENCE
Absence has the perfume
of oblivion,
the pallor of light
shattered,
the poison that
cuts love... traces of
voices off...
Absence is a ghost
that watches us when
shakes the windows of
our soul, and silently
blow our wings, and
make us tremble
inside...!
Absence has the perfume
of oblivion,
the pallor of light
shattered,
the poison that
cuts love... traces of
voices off...
Absence is a ghost
that watches us when
shakes the windows of
our soul, and silently
blow our wings, and
make us tremble
inside...!