I hear the rain falling
In that gloomy night of December
I see my thoughts broken
My heart is so fast beating
My soul leaving my body
Toward the place where you are living
I don't need a soul or a body
I just need to be next to you
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Silent Voices
PoetryA book of poems of different topics A combination of Dreams and melancholy Hope and misery In short a teenager life story
