I will Be Here When I'm Gone!(poem)

Where I come?

Where I come?

 That such'v impregnated with the scent of night?

And I wound of love, love, love.

I would have died from you, but you were my life.

I traveled the streets with no destination.

You know only you know my touch, my kiss, I am you and you,.. Who are you?

NO no it can't be, this isn't me this is you.

I will be here when I'm gone.

How can I know that I  was never existed if I wasn't here?

How can I know you were here when I didn't exist?

How can it be, to exist untouched by time standing still always the same?

Why were you here?

Why did you bring me here?

I need you to make me weightless like a feather.

I want it all, then give me  *all*  and make me whole again.

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