Minggu, 29 Desember 2013

A Fear of Lost

Not first, nor second
Maybe third or more
They still here, They still there
Not going anywhere

In the future they'll dissapear
Not here, nor there

Even before it happens
This fear can't be denied
Fear of lost, fear of being left

Now, I have you
Tommorow, I'll lose you

Now, I'm with you
Tomorrow, you won't be here

Am I ready for that?

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