I have this feeling of dread,
That the thing I love is loosening,
That it is going to fade away,
And take may happiness with it.
But I might be paranoid,
And a little out of my mind,
So before I put it out here,
I just need to make sure it's not taurine talk.
Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 12:49 PM UTC
I have this feeling of dread,
That the thing I love is loosening,
That it is going to fade away,
And take may happiness with it.
But I might be paranoid,
And a little out of my mind,
So before I put it out here,
I just need to make sure it's not taurine talk.
Can I make it happy like the other thing can?
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