"Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again."
-Nouvelle Vague
We fall for the strangest of lies, at the strangest of times
To convince ourselves of the opposite
As we face the mirror dead on
Looking straight into the eye
Of a truth that is almost to crystal to see.
If it's left unsaid, it's left unsaid. Maybe that's the way it was meant to be. Maybe I need to stop searching for this mad, passionate thing I want. Maybe what I need has been right in front of me. I'm just to unwilling to see it's whats best. Such a easy thing has never been so hard though. Craving something a little bit more, or staying safe on the side where you know the lightning won't strike? Maybe we'll all figure it out one day.
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