My thoughts are slipping away,
roaring wind around the house walls
And my emotional state is an opaque, turbid pond
Makes me wander through endless shallow fog
What your eyecolour was? I don’t remember anymore
Life is like a construct of memories
There are days when they're haunting me
When they're haunting me
Appearing to me as fragrances, at lonely places,
Or merely in the way how light breaks
They overwhelm me,
Like a giant wave full of sensations.
The image of a person
becomes in the curse of time more and more obscure until it fades
And memories provide nothing more than a fragile picture of what they used to be
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