It was just pretence
I musn't seek revenge
No more than diary pages
This love exists like cages
There is no need for envy
But why is thy lady hurt?
Did she wish for something?
This fear exists like a plague upon her shoulders
She fears that she must leave
But she cannot say why.
She wishes she could stay
But again, she cannot give reasons.
Rotting soul, Rotting heart,
Where is the light that comes from afar?
Painful sorrow, Painful lies,
When is the darkness dissipating?
No more than diary pages,
This was just pretence.
I just had to write out this poem thing whee
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