In this world filled with evil and ruthless entities,
You are like an angel.
A lonely angel that is willing to offer your hand to a ghost,
Only to ease the loneliness.
An angel who wish to disappear,
And to stay as a memory.
The empty soul of yours,
The lonely soul of yours,
The sad soul of yours that is in the verge of breakdown,
The one that wish to cry but can't,
Can't you see I'm here?
I can let you use me.
How dear you are to me, I can't see you in pain.
I can fill the empty soul of yours,
So can I ease your loneliness.
I can lend my shoulder to you,
For you to lean your head and cry your heart out.
You can't take it anymore?
Come to me, I'm willing to give you a hug,
I'm willing to listen to everything you say,
I'm willing to wipe your tears,
I'm willing to do anything,
Just to see you happy, my divine Noir.
Do not hide your feelings, it bother me to see you not smiling.
I'm here my divine Noir.-R.X-
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A Piece of Heart in Question
PoetryThis is where I pour my untold feelings in the form of poems. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to this.