O sweet melancholia
                                                  ¬                   Why do you taunt me so?
                                                Why do you look for me in still waters?            
When I am willing to be happier than ever
The escapism from your clutches
Never seems to materialize
The ache that dwells within a sombre mind
A pure heart
S
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                               L
Dwells there
You cannot haunt the fearless for long
As quietly
And predominately
I will turn my back on you
One day, you shall atone for your haunting moods
And on that day...
..... I shall be vindicated ~
I am going to be free
Forevermore