there he goes .
a boy with a smile of a rivers flow .
there he goes ,
with his death defying gaze ,
his colossal hands ,
his plump lips .
there he goes ,
a boy that has ventured deeper into the dark forest .
there he goes ,
running away with my heart.
just .....there he goes .
he could do better yet he still chose me .
he would've had the world yet he still stuck with me .
why ?
i don't know .
im scared of chasing him away.
i fear him leaving me .
i fear him getting tired of my volcanic outbursts.
i fear him no longer loving me .
should i let it continue ?
should i end it ?
an inner turmoil is set into motion .
my geyser is spewing hot water every where .
it's not going to last .
or will it ?
our inkling of a bong will soon prosper .
our days will surely be not numbered .
& our path will stretch on until the end of time.
because you , in the end , were meant to mine .
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