Karma
I’ve never told you,
I am deeply in love with you.
Home.
A weakness is coming on,
not what I planned at all.
So this makes this all,
Your fault.
Why make me feel like this?
Karma.
Let go.
Let’s go jump in.
Oh well, what are we waiting for?
So let’s go.
It’s all right.
There’s beauty,
Of this thing,
Called life.
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