Am I going crazy
It's just a movie
And yet
I feel as if I am her
I can't dance
But like her
I am alone
In a world
Where no one listens
No one appreciates
No one cares
Except
Perhaps for their benefit
Alone
Spinning
Twirling
Crying
Screaming
Dying
Because like her
My price chose
The wrong one
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Author:
Birddie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 6th, 2021 17:25
- Category: Love
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