Salt rich rain drops defy my face
All their condolences shatter my grace
Your gone I pushed you away
Leagues between us gasp no air
Salt streaks now they scour my face
Times come and gone the sting still there
The shirts you wore still weap your hair
I feel hollow a wraith with no place
Lives between us scents bring no thought
Tears thrash open wash my face gray
I scream your name sacred in vain
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