Hmm, I don't know, I never debate about love.
I'm always a part of his nation.
Huh, restless?
Maybe, maybe.
Let me tell you,
In a stormy day, I always embrace the blessing of romance.
I hold a hungry soul, and my temple is like a dry land embracing the rain.
Huh, restless?
Maybe, maybe.
Leave me alone, or complete me, you and I will attach a green leaf on a big, big tree.
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Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
ŞiirMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
