get to a place in life where
you've realized you've compromised?
Where your way of life
is all but right
and you long for what is wrong
You smile and wave at younger days, pretending you're still there.
but underneath, the fangs pierced deep,
and you're not sure you care
What do you do when things go fuzzy, and you don't seem to mind?
when faced with feelings sometimes overwhelming,
and know you should leave some behind
Where you're just not sure that
there's a cure for
what you have become.
and you're terrified
you could be defined
for some things you may have done
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