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April 2, 2017 / edwardonbebop


Reason recedes,
Lust not far away,
Attraction to chaos,
Piece of chaos myself.

When emotions take form of reason,
When reason seems fake,
When reason is treason,
Treason to living parts of the soul,
The ones that reason has not killed yet.

In a sea of echoes,
Just two random egos
attracted to each others.

Reason say ‘no’
Guts says ‘yes’.

Not something to fix you.
Not simply something you need.

But in the end
finding someone who says
‘I understand you’.
Someone connected to you
Through emotions.

This is what my soul is asking for.


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