Emotions, useless ones,
thrown away, make
things worse, and
disappear.
Emotions, useful ones,
thrown around, make
things worse, and
disappear.
Past the point of
no
return.
They swallow me,
when I'm alone,
making things worse,
I disappear.
You follow me,
when I'm alone,
making things worse,
you disappear.
I follow.
Past my point of
no
return.
Author notes
I was listening to the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack at the time. Only a few people would recognize the meaning of the words past the title.
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