Lighthouse
your ocean current speaks to me every midnight
when i'm on the waters, searching without a party
they echoes you have long departed from my periphery
and my hands would feel shorter even if i were to get any closer
early november the cold marks its brutal return
in the shape of your name and spells the word 'F'
"what am i without you?" i ponder this question
while looking for you from lighthouse surrounded by storm
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