Chasing smoke with a jar
ever since your pictures faded
and started to blur into others
Trying to recall scars
but I'm finding myself jaded
lost in the dreams of our mothers
Such a visage with such eyes
gone to mist and scented vapors
left me frozen, shivering, searching
So I run with my jar
try to capture what eludes me
someone like you, someone forgotten
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Really like the last part. Makes me think of someone trying to catch fireflies on a summer night.
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