And it will be me, standing next to you on your last day
Remember your last Sunset, think about the way you lived
Touch your scars and I will hit
where they hurt the most
We were always one mind in two bodies
We never had mission to complete
We are here just to breathe in despair
Loneliness made us the way we are
Gently standing right above our names
Nobody could ever cure us
Nobody wasn't good enough to stay
Because, once, we thought we have it all
Long time ago, while we were on the wrong tracks of this
We thought we are special, in a search for nothing
We can't be whole, we never were complete beings
Ignorant of all our flaws, we walked with our heads high
Our path was always made from lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem