~Nameless~


She is looking at my world
Through the surface of a sea.
Like a child looking outside
Where she is forbidden to be.
She wants to wash her hands with sun rays,
She wants to come out and see,
But that is where we must part our ways
Because it is never meant to be.
She is looking at my world
Through the surface of a sea.

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