*This is from my “Town of Richardson” stories. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy!*
My dearest Denise,
Was it really just a lie?
Did you really not love me?
I guess I knew it all along
I guess I knew you wouldn’t care for my song
But I thought maybe I could have someone to love
I knew I was too young for this
I knew it couldn’t last
I knew it was too good to be true
But I couldn’t help but think that
My dearest Denise
Was more than a fantasy
I wanted to believe that maybe
Just maybe
You’d love me
Maybe we could be together
Maybe
But it’s only a maybe
Now I’m stuck
With my lonely thoughts and my dark soul
Haunting a circus that lost its glamour
A long time ago
It doesn’t feel like a circus
It feels like a cave
Like a very dark and depressing
C A V E
And I don’t feel like me
I think you took me away from
M Y S E L F
My dearest Denise
I feel like a monster
I feel like a demon
I feel like death
I can’t believe you left me there
Left me to get eaten by the maggots and the beetles
Left me to rot into a shell of nothingness
Left me to disappear
F O R E V E R
So now I sing this song to you, but I honestly don’t know who
You don’t listen anymore
You’re not you
You’re a monster
You’re something else
And your corrupted touch
Made me a monster
Just like you
So now I live here, all alone in this dark “circus.”
The ghosts don’t keep me company
Nothing can keep me company
I want to forget you
I want to forget M E
So I’ll fade into the shadows
Till my song dies with my body
Till my soul dies too
Until I’m no more
Until I’m
N O T H I N G
Goodbye forever
My dearest Denise…
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