Of my love
of my drive
there only remains
the pains
Pain of remembering the happy days
of searching for my heart
Pain not knowing where he lays
of feeling how he hurts
I'd like to tell him
not to let his light dim
He is my bright light
on the endless ocean
I see black and white
Can't find the solution
Of my love
of my drive
there only remains
the pains
VOUS LISEZ
Les Plumes de mon esprit
PoetryRecueil de poèmes composés au fil de mon inspiration Je rajoute des poème au fur et à mesure que je les écris donc le recueil grandira dans le temps
