On a black metallic sea
A mischievous wind
Chills the bone
And I like stone sink
Into the darkness
Of your absence
You are so absent
And I am so lost
And lonely
Without you
My earnest desire
Is to expire
Retire with you
In the cool cloisters
Of a heavenly sun
To run
From all that is unbearable
run, run, run
Before the dawn
Breaks again.
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