Curiosity


Curiosity, it steals our thoughts...
Curiosity, it's such a funny thing...
Holding on to expectations of bliss...
The chance to experience that normally untouched...
Will this ever be portrayed as less than perfect?..
Will the beauty of it ever fade?...
I'm willing to face all the consequences...
Let's not let the fervor be put to death...
Regret is something I don't want to face...
So let's not give that  a place to rest...
This all has to it a comical twist...
But it's something I can't seem to resist...
The feeling inside of me is quite impulsive...
This memory I will cling to for life...
Curiosity, I'm ready to dive into its trap...
Curiosity, it has me where I want to be...



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