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private obsession

It's been so long

going back to that place

in my head.

 

Will it never end?

Waiting, wanting

desperately to flee the place

of my torment

Only to find myself obsessed with

going back years later.

 

Living every moment

over and over again.

A non-stop movie

in my head

what you said

what I said

examining your features

in minute detail.

 

A black and white still shot

of us laughing

An animated color movie

of us dancing

 

Will these feelings never die

Will my longing never end...

 

Only you can say when.

◄ antique memory

Welcome to my Nightmare ►

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