In the edge of chaos
in the thought of giving up
Universe got my back
by sending me the worst gift I would ever have;
my twin flame, ready to burn me upHow can I feel something ?
When my growth needs nothing
How can I not fall in love with this magic?
When both can be owned by nothingUniverse got my back
in a way that's fucked up
I'm so fed up with this do-not-touch art
Why is it so hard to let us love
in this delusional workIn the dancing of our fire
and in our burning desire
How am I supposed to be
when I burn for you more than our twin flameyOur dances are points in the story of time
where synchronicities happen everytime
making our innocent mind go wild
How can I ask you to love me
when I'm just a bullet in your universal story ?-a bullet of chaos
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