When I start typing
I find myself and I find myself
I find myself to pronounce the letters of the oppressed
The tribute that ttoray between the lines
I find sometimes
Tears flowed on her wetness papers
It keeps my characters are subjective Andriana
You want to be free but refuses
Sometimes when I write
I forget that my ABCs and metrics
Imposed by swizzle
When I write about my love
I find reflected weak meanings between the lines
Because I find my love inside
Stems with sensitivity
When Darling cupcake my edge
I find it doesn't give meaning
As in sentimental
Because who in sentimental
Much more
It bewildered
And begin to make amends
My recognitions classes begin
The papers then I tear her
It has two points appear
But then
I feel comfortable
And I found myself drifter
Does your opinion I can gift my edge
To you, o I love you heart
Here's what she contained you eyes
Here's what I live for!
Here's ya tyfk haunted me
Here's what I see from your photo
Everywhere
In my books. In my dreams. Sahwity
To you, o trembling Kiani
The severity of the longing to your vision
Only when you mention your name
H b j b j
This is the least I can express
Because your love in my heart every moment
And for you
Everything in my life
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