No Me Please.
Solitude is beautiful.
A beautiful pain.
The stars of memories haunting,
blinking and smiling.
Reliving again.
Reflecting past, painful.
Masochism brimming.
In thoughts and deeds.
I think of myself, pitiful.
My life, a bubble, a water bubble.
Escaping in sighs and pants.
Murdered, by deeds past.
Wish I had no solitude.
No past...
Wish I had no memories.
No myself.
Wish, there was no me.
A beautiful pain.
The stars of memories haunting,
blinking and smiling.
Reliving again.
Reflecting past, painful.
Masochism brimming.
In thoughts and deeds.
I think of myself, pitiful.
My life, a bubble, a water bubble.
Escaping in sighs and pants.
Murdered, by deeds past.
Wish I had no solitude.
No past...
Wish I had no memories.
No myself.
Wish, there was no me.
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