Roses are red,
binoculars are blue,
your curtains are open,
I'm watching you.
No need for worry,
no need to be scared,
because I'm afraid,
I'm already there.
You can run,
you can hide,
I will find you someday.
Because you are already mine.
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Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
