PresenceA Poem by Pharosthis time, one last time...Drifting all alone, No aim, No goals. Consumed by the emptiness, selfishly to fill the void. And there you would appear, shining radiantly with a smile. making me whole, to heal which that broke. Brought to my knees, in your embrace. Once more, will you hear my pleas? Show me your smile, show me your warmth. Guide me to you, once more... This time, one last time. Let me see the truth beneath those tears. This time, one last time... But I know, that you are long gone. That I will never know, Only to go on, bound to your presence.
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