What's mine

It's pure and pristine.

Then fragile.

I'm blinded by it and I know it.

Yet, I want to stay that way just a little bit longer

-confiding and entranced.

I want to soak in it. Give it everything I have got.

I know it's risky.

And You know it's risky.

So don't chase what is mine.

What was left then, was pain.

What is left now, is bond

-strong and stable.

Frailty only in me.

And it's okay just a little bit longer.

Just don't ever chase what's mine!

-Thoughts of what's mine,

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