If im lost in transit
Then im lost in cycles
Cycles of love
Which firstly revolve around infactuation
And turn into obsession
I, you, us, them
Are all victims of
This fast love
This consuming love
This love we can't live without
It feeds on our internal organs
Leaving us then to devour anothers
We want to taste it all
We are the greedy monogomous kind
Selfish with love
And giving of fear
Driven to torture
Just to taste one more time
Everyday hoping will be just like the first
It never is
But we always keep kidding ourselves
Maybe,
Just maybe,
You'll see me for me again
Just maybe,
One more time,
You'll see me, for me.
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