2016-04-11 - 6:45 a.m.
She's still doing everything she can to keep that smile on your face She'd rather suffer as a hypocrite than putting herself in disgrace She knows her place This is just one of those familiar days It's all for you, although her friends say she's important too She still melts at the sight of your eyes so blue What do they expect her to do? She's never been anybody's fair princess She's a lone warrior; her soul restless Her constant battle against the same demon seems endless When can she get out of this mess? The demon of her past keeps charging back, ready to leave her scarred It returns in the shape of her old broken heart Why does she have to keep on playing the same damn part? In her eyes, this unrequited love feels more like a piece of some grotesque art She will always remember that night You didn't have to spit it out She'd seen your old love in your steel blue eyes, forever etched at your sight Thankfully, she was strong and calm enough not to run and hide Perhaps she'll still be doing the same, playing that long and lonely game Maybe she'll never gain much of a fame A 'Love Martyr' could be her other middle name There, once again she's banished that monster Perhaps she's grown stronger, although she may not always feel better Maybe that's just the perk of being a lone warrior Will she be able to see your smile again, all without any stab of pain? Immunity's what she's been after to stay sane Let all these freshly-cut wounds within be washed away with rain Still, in the back of her mind, she keeps screaming for what she longs to find: "Oh, immunity! Please, hurry! Do come to me Be there cure to set me free, so I'm no longer poisoned by such cruel, unjust jealousy!" R. (Jakarta, 9/4/2016 - 7:15 pm)
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