I thought I loved the chaos,
But it was the chaos that loved me;
Is there a difference? !
You may ask
And now I've to remind you
How it works
It is all about who waits for who,
And every time I thought I waited
for the chaos
with passion
burning beneath my bloody veins,
It was always chaos who waited for me
Patiently, yet ardently.
©aiv
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