THE LONELY STROLL
Rich with pleas, lives my soul,
Pleading for y'all to stay with me,
But, everyone be stalking their goal,
They left me in a cage of rainbows-
Those that never revealed colours,
Where every colour was but one,
The colour of darkness-the one,
I contained inside, like us all.
This ocean but asks for more-
More emotions, to be polluted more,
To be that story of mysteries,
To be that drizzle on a sunny day.
But, my grief stays firm with me,
Refusing to leave till the end,
She would come along with me, yeah
For, what goes along, comes along.
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