Ballad for an imaginary friend

Soon we'll be seeing each other again my friend ,with every touch you'll come near
Braided tears in a lump of clay .Please be patient,please be patient!
I know you so well,even without reading in your palms the leaking into nothingness
I have so many memories to share .Will you dedicate me all the raindrops from your poems about the sleeping angels?
I'm so sure you'll scold me again ,then build a wall between us.
These years all colors looked like black to me

Soon we'll sway again my friend.The music of the waves will carry us away ,a tango of the falling leaves
Do not worry,I won't tell anyone where you have hidden or how long have I kept you in this common embrace
Just like the living lava of a volcano,I am ready to erupt
Now it' s easier to understand why my wings were broken as I fell in the abyss
Age has rushed ,but time is still here with me
As a permanent tattoo in the graves of my skin

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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