In this lonely castle made of stone and bricks
Through thick walls and closed doors
Fenced in a garden of roses and hawthorns
My purple heart resides.
In a solemn mist of reverie, my light is blurred
Doomed to walk this world alone
Fettered and cursed by my own wickedness.
I dream of not a prince but a mortal with innocence
To free my soul and broken heart
A man with no magical prestige, a man I could call mine.
But my lover exists only in my dreams
He is only ephemeral when I’m asleep
His touch, only in my imagination
For I know the painful truth—I cannot belong to anyone.
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Happiness is within you. So don
Happiness is within you. So only you can make you happy. The rest is illusion.