Run Away

You're still trying to get a reciprocal feeling from me.
But you must understand that love can not be custom-made.
Nonetheless, you are trying to be very nice to me always.
"You are beautiful like you're an elven archer", you said.

I am neither a goddess, nor a nymph, I'm not an angel.
I'm a monster, I am a horrible wicked witch.
I'm so kind to you, even though you are to me just a stranger,
That you flutter around me still, and in pain you twitch.

I am fire. You will burn, attracted to me by my bright flame.
There are many less dangerous beautiful things in the world.
I will walk again into a gloomy house that looks just the same
And I'll say again: "There isn't anyone I would prefer".

I am bad, please believe me and hate me! No, be indifferent.
There is fate, but you have to look further, I'm not the one.
I will go, keep your difficult journey and do what's significant.
Our paths do not merge, where there was flame, now there is none.

24.01.2014

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