intrigue, mystery, riddle
can't stop wondering and asking
trying to thread a needle
my mind keeps on blasting
your eyes seem so familiar to me
as if I knew this look before
the sky's hazed, I'm too blind to foresee
kind of feeling that can't be ignored
it's strange, but I'm not scared
calm and confident inside
a new beginning that can't be compared
to anything and there's nothing to hide
I'm pretty sure that it's not the end
writing a new history, it's only a middle
another night to let my soul unbend
intrigue and mystery and riddle
26/11/2012
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