First it's like a head start,
Nobody can tear us apart.
Then it's like a dead end,
Away from each other we tend.
It's not just a maze,
But a vicious cycle,
Of feelings, motifs and a mere gaze,
Incident from one eye to another,
And reflected back, a miracle.
But then you come, and say you don't care,
My insides burn, raw and bare.
Deep inside I know, it is not true
And so you say,
But my head is spinning,
I can't even say!
You say you love me,
But you never let your walls down.
It's been hard for me, love
To enter your realm, your town.
And still I'm trying,
My hopes, very slowly dying,
Will it ever happen?
But then again I say,
It is worth trying.
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Epic Horrors
RandomThere are certain things that we all have in our heads and are too conflicted to say. We overthink or maybe analyse the situations or are just contemplating. What we say is very often a very little part of what we think and a human brain is a compl...
