The night comes
The sadness comes
Reminense of past
Back in my mind
The feeling of being
Alone is the time
That comes in your
Mind the regret of past
I Wish to have
A time machine
To back in that time
But I'm in the reality there's no
Time machine
All I can do is pray.... And
Cry...
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Poetrythis is not story of others.... but maybe they can relate.... this is not fiction ...this is the real feelings of me behind of my every smile... I want to shout it in silent waysss..
