Hopeless. One word can
describe my thoughts.
I am a sleepless soldier
with pens and eraser
not a knight
who's riding white horse in shining armour.
I want her.
I want her curly hair and everything about her.
I want to save a damsel
who doesn't want a prince.
I want to save her but she doesn't want me to save her.
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