The Feeling dripped and dropped between the rocks
{Filtered}, [{purified}], and /[{transformed}].
I just don't know how I feel anymore.
As it seeped through the cracks,
It got closer and closer to the rapids.
The river rapids raging, as white as a lie,
As rapid as my unsettled mind.
My wandering feelings.
What do I really want?

I don't know how I feel,
I don't know what it is that I want,
I can't tell what is real.

Are you worth letting inside?
Are you worth the try?
Is this really love?
Or is this all a lie?










 
I will never fall inlove.

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