Anilova1313

I live behind a locked door, And no one has the key. It has been years, maybe more Since someone talked to me. The solitude was nice at first, The quiet let me think. But soon it took a turn for worse— Now all I do is blink. So be careful, my dear friends, When you wish for privacy. Count to 5 when patience bends Or you'll end up just like me.

Roses are red violets are blue sugar is sweet and so are you but the roses are wilting the violets are dead the sugar bowls empty and so is your head