Even with similarly
And isn't an end
A heart beats
For a beloved one
Through the long road
Miles and months
We endure the waves
Ghost and past
Future and beast
All fades in front of us
Leaving the long grass way
Light is your future
Light is what will always
And always watch over you
AND , your story will never
Know an end
YOU ARE READING
Black
PoetryBlack is the color that I admire, I found love in there and I found life , black is hated unlucky and doomed ..the sad color , but that s nothing other than thought .. let me show you my happy black . @sorry stealing something other than your heart
