Fatal Glances
Every time you make a new friend,
I make a new enemy
Every time you swear that you won’t,
my world falls apart
Every time you say it’s the last,
my grief is reborn
Every time I look in your eyes
—the future is lost
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
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