Loneliness, That Was Love I Expressed
The waves faint sounds
Light cheerfully bounds
Bubbles meant to die on foreign lands
Odor of an old book
Hearing the clock tick
The cloudy eyes blink
Blowing the candle out
Smoke trails dissipate
In the darkness, pupils dilate
Emptiness, I was trapped in
Joy was converted into an illusion
Self-existence was forced to remain
By others, I was coldly accepted
While being warmly refused
Loneliness, that was love I expressed
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