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Who'd have guessed it would have finally happened to me?

After all the times I'd dished it out,

It'd finally comin back around.

This whole past year, been always changing,

I'd been immortal, but I'm aging.

I'm so in love with all the oceans,

Too much to give in to the notions,

To give it up this time.

Why can't it just be mine?

The mystery that first night it kissed me,

Touched my heart and helped me breathe.

I'm so in love and so in need.

All that matters in my head,

All my heart needs to be fed.



Broken down, with no desire to start up again,



Lost in hell, with no desire to be found this time.



So confused, with no desire to make sense of it all,



I'm alone, with no desire to find my friends this time.



Empty inside, with no desire to ever be filled.



Cold as hell, with no desire for a soothing warmth.



      -Lo Ruhamah