the intact impression

my first impression of you
remains intact
torn by the scars of your mind
and wrapped up in cotton lyrics
it breaks through
incessantly cuddling my heart
and I wonder:
if you don’t know yourself
is it possible for me to know you?
Or I just got stuck in my dream
and like a fool
I hold on to something I create myself?
Cause each time I decode your voice
I turn back to listen

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