Is it the pain?
unkept promises
the permanent sadness
stolen moments of joy
Do you miss me?
Remember the emptiness
feeling so much
doing so little
counting minutes to goodbye
Do you miss me?
The fear of losing
no time to win
walking the same road
as before, hoping a change
Do you miss me?
do you really?
Oh, no..
it´s you looking back
on a distant memory
a sneak peek through a hole
read my words
think on how misery
beats me up endlessly
Do you miss me?
´cos life goes on
no time to duel
on the past.
Just bury the last furtive memories
on a bottle of vodka.
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