Oxygen Dust

Discern my shadow from thy cimmerian atrocious vow.

Quest for my trace;

Be desperate like I’ll vanish in the haze.

Need me, desire me,

Realise how you can’t breath without me.

And when you finally fathomed the copious reasons behind these melancholic eyes,

Call my name and apologise.

By then, I’ll appear to you refurbished, usual, and with a sympathetic guise.

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