Passive Agressive Bullshit II

I fear not the day in which i´ll feel alone, again,
for i´ve been such forever, despite the illussions of love.
I fear not the taste that is forgotten through time,
for this taste only feeds itself through obsession and vanity.

I fear nothing but the demons that once in a while return,
to remind us all of this slow vibration, in which fear and love,
can only make us hollow or whole.

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