Standing at the edge of the pitch black room Knowing that once we go in We can never turn around And go back Trapped. In this same house I entered a similar room And found myself locked in With terror and gloom. Now, here I stand A year length Down Passive-agressively You're urging me to run- Like a hyper active child You run between me And the threshold of the door Begging me to take this leap Into the dark unknown.Birth sign: Gemini
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