Falling Fast

Falling fast into territories a new,

Thinking of you,

What can I do?

I can’t quite place my finger,

Yet it’s making me clingier,

Something has changed,

It’s making me deranged,

And I’m feeling strange!

I don’t want to be so serious,

But it’s making me delerious,

You are always so mysterious!

I’m treading water,

Quite frankly it’s torture!


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