I decided to move out of my already dark room,
Into the rest of the big dark black house.
To find a way of living my life to the day I die.
The widows, full of cobwebs.
What's the need for tidying up?
I have got nobody to care
And I don't need anybody!
I am meant to be alone,
Let people be free from my cursed presence!
I happened to come across this house.
it is the most suitable apartment for a girl of a curse.
But I don't understand something,
Am I not dying, for a reason?
Is there a truth behind all this?
I don't feel alone in this house.
And yet it seems like it.
I feel a strong wind like the one outdoors,
In the sitting room, I sit on a rocking chair
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Trying to find a way of spending my days alone.
But then I feel...........
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Alone
PoetryLoly, a once fine girl whose life turns to ruins. And express her feelings of Despair. She has no hope to live a normal life again. What next? What will she do?
