love me.

You finish my thoughts and rewrite the lines so i may seem as the victorious one. The glory scream is painful in my ear, cause i’m just a shadow hiding from the scene. Not for me are the spotlights, take away this cheer and laugh. I just ask for a bit of love, not by the crowd not by my mother. I ask for the one who carries me to sleep.

Self portrait. Personal painting for today

With love

Little Moth

 

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