once you stepped into my life
like a kind letter without a sender
we talked about my funeral
now not even about the weather
you told me I could always call you
these days I find your line busy
or you have to hurry up
you have a life - I forgot
when you finally talk with me
you tell me nothing
false emotions, wrong solutions
disconnected from my heart and mind
though a small rest claims
that I used to have a friend

written by joxn
18. Aug 2024
16:29

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