Blond hair mixed with a brazen scarf
Long black leather coat; you?
Across the darken road a shade
Dissolved like rain on sea; you?
A shadow through a door of glass
That empty turns in air; you?
A smile I lost long life ago
The hope to find in pensive straits
So hurt I be and shout at ghosts
A wet eye tricked by loss, not you.
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