3.Anticipation
she sits alone in her fantasy
her lover she can never touch
just a black rose in a basement
she's looking, lookin for a crutch
running up and down the stairs
in anticipation
she sits alone in her fantasy
her lover she can never touch
so many stare at her insecure
is it no secret anymore？
just a black rose in a basement
she's looking, lookin for a crutch
running up and down the stairs
in anticipation
missing days and didn't mind
in anticipation
anticipation
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