You are like a map,
Waiting to be unraveled.
You tell me I'm yours,
You won't even remember.
It's evil, do you even regret it?
An emotion that cannot be explained,
It is a beauty from afar.
This is something that I cannot deny.
I need you,
I want you,
But the question is
...do I really?
Now, I cannot feel you anymore.
It is unnatural to me.
So...
Do you even still exist?
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