october 27, 2o22

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dear my king

i've been waiting for you to return
with a heart that burns
oups!
you've never been there in the first place
proof is the empty space
where my heart should be settled,
now it's all rotten and dismantled

all the cleaning,
all the prepping
lost on a ghost like you
you like imitating the phantom of the opera
even though i told you i'm not in the mood

the birds told me it's not time
for your arrival,
or for you to be mine
yet you've stayed at other places
met people, greeted faces
ignored my pleading at night fall

you're on your high horse
and i'm just a servant,
helping you to get to others
can't seem to keep you in my chambers
though your touch is frequent
i don't even get a glimpse of you

what can i do?
you love the masquerade
and i love you

⭐️

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