floures para los muertos

do you know how much I need you?

how much I can’t be me?

how all that i see

and all that I want 

is limited by that hint

of you?

in eternal space 

of lifelong pain 

where only you

ever crawled,

i suffer still

in need of your arms

and search for breath

once more. 

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