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And I'm suddenly terrified As your life collides with mine. One move this way or that, You always appear. You're my unspoken focal point, Where if you were suddenly to vanish, I'd be lost in my own world. I didn't ask for this; So is this a cruel twist of kismet? A subtle realization? Or am I simply over-thinking this? And I'm suddenly terrified As this fatal absolution concretes itself. This can't be a tale of Wonderland; No real mystique or query in sight. And I'm suddenly terrified As every moment We become closer. However, Closer only under sincere observation; We share no same feelings, We share no common beliefs. All we are Registers in the brief moments... So here we stand, Always in sight, Always in mind, But never together.
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Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 8:51 PM UTC
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And I'm suddenly terrified As your life collides with mine. One move this way or that, You always appear. You're my unspoken focal point, Where if you were suddenly to vanish, I'd be lost in my own world. I didn't ask for this; So is this a cruel twist of kismet? A subtle realization? Or am I simply over-thinking this? And I'm suddenly terrified As this fatal absolution concretes itself. This can't be a tale of Wonderland; No real mystique or query in sight. And I'm suddenly terrified As every moment We become closer. However, Closer only under sincere observation; We share no same feelings, We share no common beliefs. All we are Registers in the brief moments... So here we stand, Always in sight, Always in mind, But never together.
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Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 8:51 PM UTC
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