Your tears are crystal from your heart's cold
And your fears are clear from the lies you told
"Trust me" is amongst the many lines you sold
Its way too late for you...
your one wish in life as you grow old
Is a life in one of the many lies that you told.
YOU ARE READING
The Soul Ink
شِعرMy Soul travels at the speed of a thousand knots Oh And yet the marvel at a single thought So many moments i can't afford a single blink I must keep a journal written in my Soul's ink
