Where is my skin?

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The sun shines in the places that haunt me
Not the cave of darkness and despair
His empty chair ,his love,my memory

What I was and who I soon shall be
How my little time on earth will fare
The sun peers into places that haunt me

The beauty of the dark red maple tree
He wished to have his ashes buried there
Oh, empty chair the kindest memory

Regardless, violent , flowers will love the bee
I watch them start their silent love affair
The sun shines in the places that haunt me

I weep into my android phone, it beeps
Feeling shocked, I gasp ,I need more air
Oh, startling phone , who filled your memory?

Oh, chance and fate,why blast my heart so bare?
Where is my skin, my boundary, the despair
The sun shines in the places that haunt me
His empty chair, the anguish, the repair