That mysterious connection
I have maybe lost somewhere in my humanity
when my darling betrayed me,
that which can bring everything together
and it is only a big simplification
where you are in pain without defence.
That mysterious connection
I have maybe lost somewhere in my humanity
that love circle to the inside,
you cannot really stop the effect
when things go into decline and hurt,
distorting love to a monstrosity:
that mysterious connection.
(Reference: Breuk (Break) by Elisabeth Eybers.)
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