How can it be?
That we've come to desire
Something we ought to be afraid of?
Something we were once scared of,
Now haunting our dreams.
And our lives, it seems,
But can your life end if it hasn't begun?
Can you ever be whole again,
If you've already come undone?
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 3:08 PM UTC
How can it be?
That we've come to desire
Something we ought to be afraid of?
Something we were once scared of,
Now haunting our dreams.
And our lives, it seems,
But can your life end if it hasn't begun?
Can you ever be whole again,
If you've already come undone?
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