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To lust for the impossible Is to grant your own demise A love that isn't returned A future only seen in your own eyes In another reality, your souls are intertwined Just in this one, such connection you won't find Peace of mind is a foreign concept Undefined feelings are realised Defined feelings are misaligned & by staying, it's my fate I've signed
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 10:57 PM UTC
Luxuria
To lust for the impossible Is to grant your own demise A love that isn't returned A future only seen in your own eyes In another reality, your souls are intertwined Just in this one, such connection you won't find Peace of mind is a foreign concept Undefined feelings are realised Defined feelings are misaligned & by staying, it's my fate I've signed
Myrrhical
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 10:57 PM UTC
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