Something has changed
I can feel it
my bones,
My thoughts
Have I been naive?
Is it really time?
Something has changed
I can see it
Eyes glazed,
Body torn
Where have you been hiding?
Must I let it find me?
This feeling...
This is what makes us real.
The panic.
The scare.
The excitement.
The love.
The change.
I'm ready.
Not everyone, though,
Not this time.
Especially not you.
Just me.
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