A Lonely Life

May 10, 2020

Im not yet old and wise

But in these words you'll remeberize

All the years the things I've cried

I hide from the fame

And am constantly tired of all the shame

In this world I dont want to be alone

But my loneliness is carved in stone

Yes I suppose that just how my story goes

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