You have come so quickly,
Where do I begin to
Warmly welcome you?
You are unexpected,
My beautiful interruption.
How do I come to reasons?
Skeptic of your coarse, your purpose,
I only arrive to disillusions and discord.
Should I be shocked? As if nothing led
up to the fateful present....
Well, I could
For the sum of all these
Are not so easily understood.
The long waited meltdown has begun
A mountain of pride
begins to collide
Certainty is no more, I have left it in mercy's hands
The bitter acceptance still has not settled in
For you force your way to stay
And I, I have nothing else to do
I have no choice, but to only leave my life up to a hopeful chance.
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