That will talk to you
in my absence
when I am not around
Before I am gone
I will write a story
you can come open the book
you'll find my messages left for you
how I called you
how I asked for you
yet I never called
I never asked for you
I kept walking
I kept going
breaking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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