I want to set my soul free,
But it's trapped inside of me.
I don't know if my body wants to stop,
Look back and wait?
Or is it my subconscious yelling?"Until my spirit cries,
Until our last goodbyes,
My heart wants you,
My arms are waiting for you.Over the mountains,
Beneath the trees,
Floating over a sea,
are our memories.Over the horizon,
Under my shadows,
Lost in time,
I am waiting for you.Before the last sunrise,
Until the last star dies,
I will wait for you."-Azmii•
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In Verse
PoetryI trace verses from my portrait. A collection of poetries • by Azmii (•Image credits to the rightful owner)