With no time to smile,But with all the time in the world
To shiver.
Scared,
With no space to hide the fear,
But a treasure chest filled
With ideas.
Mad,
With no light to guide the way,
But the glow of a raging fire
In my heart.
Ashamed,
With hopes that still linger on,
I curse her name to the wind,
And swears to never love again.
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