She falls apart every now and then.
She's sick of everything in a way incomprehensible.
In a depressing gesture you may see
everything she sees.
She's the most accurate clock we've met
the pace you will always need.
liveliness life. power without falls.
dreams without her smile.
it's all we take.
she's the most beautiful smoke that may disappear.
In eyes of true desire
in eyes forever to be loved
in eyes pathetic as blue may be
sometimes she blinks and just
goes.
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