
I am not here,
Not physically,
Not mentally,
Not here.
I am not here,
Not in your eyes.
To you,
I am nothing less,
Than nothing more.
Compared to me,
All is perfection,
Contrasted to me,
Everything.
In the mirror of your love,
I have no reflection...
Passing me by,
With the noise of silence.

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