I don't want to get out of the water
Because if I'm always drowning,
What is there to be afraid of.
I miss the land sometimes, the way the wind
Blows in my hair and throw my clothes
Give me chills.
The way the wind holds my body so tightly,
Making me want to come back to the sold land,
But for some reason never learning how to stand properly,
....on my on.
The wind is holding my soul
And push it together for me to come get back.
But the land is a place that I have
Not truly learned yet.
But the way i feel when you
Hold me
When you
Smile at me
When your
Laughing
Make me run
To land
Dancing with the wind as my soul mate
- lonely lover
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In a Lifetime
Thơ caIn a lifetime I have felt lost Heartbreaking, Love, and sadness But one thing I can say is That feeling always come back.
