what am I?
what am I?
who are You?
this Feeling between Us
do You feel it too?
I have forgotten Sorrow
I do not know Pain
You do not worry about Tommorrow?
this Sense feels almost insane
I have forgotten who I was
I do not rememeber my colors
I think I can survive without You because
I know My life before, and all its wonders
all of Its problems
all of Its solutions
all of Its toxins
no substitutions
all the downfalls
all the terror
all the siren calls
it is what I remember
I want it back
I want it all
that World of Black
that constant nightfall
but I know that is not You
and I know it is better for Me
so I will stay until I get to
the wanting of Your resolute tree
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