SAD
From an unknown grey city,
Full of sorrow in bones,
Comprehension and pity.
I’m an empress with no throne,
Someone who’s cast in stone.
I’m a girl loved by no one,
Want to lay down and moan.
My poor heart is in stitches,
My whole skin is in sketches.
Life is filled up with aches:
I have no one who matches.
I’m a lonely grey girl
From a lonely sad city,
That is chilled to the marrow,
Neither clever, nor pretty.
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