What I love,

And cherish,

I can’t show it to you,

You can call it lost.

It is lost,

To the world,

But not to me,

I’m not like the world,

What I remember,

Dark, yet beautiful fantasies,

Seem to be more valuable than our little lives.

-themeekarestillhere

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