Why do I feel this way,
My heart sinking low?
I see them hands entwined
And wonder, where you are so.
I hear the laughter and the cheers,
Missing the merry merth myself.
I look around at the joyous faces
And wish I felt equally so.
Singing, dancing, worlds colliding,
I wonder when mine will be.
I miss the days when I was one,
One with happiness and glee.
- Robes of a Muse
- Robes of a Muse
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