Cracked
Cracked

I'm so lost
but please don't find me.
I like waking up in this dull room
and feeling the loneliness grip my veins...
It's nicer to feel
lost with my untouchable vision of you,
than hopelessly found with a distorted
cracking version of what you'll always remain.
We can't ever become what we're meant for
until we can once again concieve
just how perfect this world can be...


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