longing

Today the lie, his passion shown
Crossed the street and fled
Green stones called out
Memories from someone else’s life
To build your own prison
And lock the dream away
Turned nightmare in daylight
When golden pain also pleasures
And keeps you frozen
Somewhere between Antares
And the North Atlantic, longing.

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