Untitled 2001

by Qiana

You take me wherever you are,
even somewhere in the depths of your soul...
there I wait and thrive...SOLITUDE.

With every beat it increases,
filling your veins with thoughts and memories...CONTENTMENT.

Faces look ugly when you are alone.

We are never REALLY alone,
because I live on the inside...DESIRE.

Untitled 2001 by Qiana

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