Don't cry my dear, you are not alone. I came to visit. Please...every tear is like another knife to my back. Let me be your remedy. Let me be your symphony, let me be the light that brings you out of darkness. There was enough of pain in this poor world. Lead it with your pure smile. I have to go now, I will come tomorrow before you wake up.
YOU ARE READING
Two Sides of Mine
PoetryWHAT IS HIDING BEHIND THE WORDS? short 'stories' with deep meaning. It's about my feelings or things I am going throught.
