The Hopeful Romantic Intimate whispers Gasps for air Alone in a room A blank wall that I stare These words being said So different from my own And I remain empty Unhappy, alone Here in this room As I settle and see I hope that one day It's not far off as it seems But until that day I'll remain just like this Living, dwelling In my own imaginary bliss
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