I'll be gone
Before the morn
Don't cry for me.
You are you
As pure as dew
On top of rose.
Am so sure
You are the Cure
To my pain.
Don't you scream
In your dream
In my absence.
You are mine
With you I'm bind
So don't fear.
I'll be back
From same track
I won't change.
I'll be same
Smiling with flame
Of your fire.
So no worries
Even in breeze
Just stay calm.
Wait for me
In this wild sea
Always take care.
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Spilling Thoughts
PoesíaWhen your thoughts cannot be expressed, spill it on pages... Sometimes scribbling, doodling and scratching on paper is all you need to do to bring out those unexpressed feelings.
