Those moments are the only fucking thing…
The one.
The only.
They survived.
Like tiny lonely bright flaw,
inside this chaotic reality.
What happened before has no meaning,
no quality.
W H A T I F?
The question of passion,
aroused out of those innocent touches.
Just like sparkles exist only
when you’re lighting up matches.
They breached out of the dark.
W H A T I F?
You fail!
Whenever the distance is what you pursue.
Nevertheless the feeling of distance
not ever before had seemed so true.
W H A T I F?
Unawareness was brought out
by the demons of life and death.
It’s like swimming in the bloody ocean
and never get wet…
W H A T I F?
Is this query sealed inside
your enigmatic thoughts as well?
Although I never believed in god,
this moment I wish I wasn’t in hell.
W H A T I F?
W H A T I F?
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