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Love
Enters
Reality
Someday.
Previously, it was me before you.
It’s now lost time.
Seeing you hurts.
It is necessity.
What is “it?”
Underneath my skin and under the bubbling turmoil,
It speaks to me in hidden whispers
It wails and weeps
Underneath there lies a world of sorrow
It craves love and warmth
veiled by the fog
Underneath my skin and under the bubbling turmoil,
It speaks to me in hidden whispers
It wails and weeps
Underneath there lies a world of sorrow
It craves love and warmth
veiled by the fog
