Here I am holding a vase,
in the darkness which is my place.
I tried to look and chase,
No one wants to take my space.
I feel so numb,
I feel so dumb,
I don't know from
which monster I become.
Every time I appear,
There is just no cheer.
For me it is unclear,
Because when I'm near,
There comes your tears.
My love is also sincere,
It is just for you my dear.
But because of your fear,
I have to disappear.
No drawing for this sadness,
It is just pure illness.
For the actress,
That once gave me happiness.
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Miss Wanderer
Sometimes the wrong choices lead us to the right places :) <3
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