I cant remember,
what I once found to be myself,
the loss is fatal,
I do not care.
My spirits feeding,
on Itself, the gaze of hope,
running in the air.
Wher was I?
Where am I now?
The passion is electric,
The job is yet undone.
my fight for finding,
is far from won.
my intimate thinking,
away from clear.
Everytime I look into your eyes,
you remind me Im only lies.
The dust I came from,
the bones I am.
The faith unholy,
the trust betrayed.
My human nature,
My feline ways.
 
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