I wonder how but neither why,
The unseen queen still keep me spy,
Peeping on her make me high,
Sometimes stalkering just hoping she will say hi,
But since... It's still ruin to die...
Alone is comfort, alone is good...
Alone is me, sometime it would...
Be alone, pour to me a smile...
Hoping on she, make me wild...
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