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Isabella Perrignon

Reaching out to those whom you keep dear in heart,

Fingers brush souls, passing through unacknowledged,

No touch, no gravity, only a distant wind,

Inexpressible affliction, pain, torture.

War of a bushfire, one flicker burns all,

Tears flowing like a waterfall of sorrows,

Disconnected, love a long-lost illusion,

A hopeless spirit; a discontented grey.

Howling, howling, wailing, crying,

Desperate, ever close, but too far away,

Two worlds, two of many different dimensions,

One, the world before the passing; Heaven; Hell;

Time will steal goodness,

Time will steal joy,

Time will steal happiness,

Time will steal love,

You can’t take back what you’ve lost.