Vacuum
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Sit down to write
Nothing coming out
Feel empty
Let cold memory like hot air
Rush to fill my vacuum
In thought let feel
The warmth of your remembrance
And let storm to start
In the heart
And let me feel the after effect
Of sweet shiver
Of the quake
On my limbs
No trip, no drug
Just your remembrance
Gives me the same kicks
Push me on the same height
Nothing more I want
Before saying anything
Let me invite vacuum
To visit me now and then
Bu şiiri puanla
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