Is it being sucked down into a bottomless pit?
Or is my love merely a reflection surreal?
Although I give so much towards the unfathomable
Sometimes I wonder if it’s just flammable
Ready to be burned and disintegrated
Like an impossible reality
Of my imagination – does it exist?
It must be true due to memories
The sweet memories of togetherness
Along with cock-eyed ones of independence
They mix for confusion
This infiltrates the minds of devoted souls
Caught between rock and pillow
And shielded just like armadillo
Motionless, I may miss a connection
Moving on, I make gains into losses
I should know this is the one
They tell me I will know
So how do I know and how do they?
Not a black and white, but gray…
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