wondering how it is so simple to fall deep into the unknown, how the darkness swallows you ending up on the bottom of a well in the middle of nowhere. you can't get out of there, even if you could, you wouldn't know where to go. you're stuck inside and yet you still continue to dig down, as if you were going to find a way there.
but now, i don't care, i'm already here and i can see it in your eyes. it's hidden, underneath my own reflection, curiosity. you may have noticed and yes, the dark passenger is always there, staring at you throughout my hazel iris, always prepared to mess up your head and make you play along. calm down, i may be stalking you, but i'd never hurt you.
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