I.
Fame fortune all gone
Metropolis abandoned…
No more soul to sell.
II.
I am still mourning
The painful defeat and loss
There is no love here….
III.
I reached this low point
Where I’d call people to know
If somebody cares….
IV.
Waited for greetings
But only a few were sent
I’m sad and lonely….
As Time Achingly remembers That years ago in March Someone sang to me My first lullaby...
Bully as much as you want, 'Cause, I still won't hide that fact, that I am already Nineteen, and I am 4'11.
She was raised in a fresh air place, Taught to live with values and strengths. Being brave and can stand by herself, Also taught by her loving parents. She is a jolly person, but sometimes Read more…
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