It’s difficult to watch the magic die, the stars fall, the eccentricities replaced by mundane acceptance.
It’s difficult to feel the emotion fade, the vitality drain, the feelings moderate.
Logic and complacency simplify everything. But true joy can only come from pain. But one day the hurt is too much and one resorts to complacency.
I want passion and magic.
I lay here empty.
(faireandfen)
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