It's an explosion.
A sense that can't be fixed.
You change your mind,
And change it quick.
You say you care,
I turn around
To search for something
That can't be found.
We underestimated this perpetual bliss.
Now should I take the risk?
I can't.
I run and try to hide my fears.
Weakness has hit me.
It takes over, tears me apart,
Rips me open.
I'm in pieces.
All from an explosion of raw emotion.
Iterating, irritating, senseless emotions.
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