Is it greed or is it jealousy
Is it envy or is it lust
Feelings aside
Differences
Or
similarities
A mind so curse
with its own entrapment
At the end
So dark
And narrow
only to be hollow
So far and near
Like a book that never closes
Pages go on binding
Like illustrations on a canvas
Brushes go untwinding
A picture freezing time
Another moment forever captured
I want you to stay in ensylym with me forever
But a selfish inquiry upon my part
You have to grow up
But I want you to stay young with me
Can you not bear the thought
Of synced beating hearts
Is that not what you desire
I want this and that and all what ifs
I want to the point of desperate contemplation
Upon what I want after all
- Authors: Noname, Lily Grace Pickett
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- Finished: May 22nd, 2017 21:00
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- Category: Reflection
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