You say to me,
"Come , go"
And I Run,I fall.
Like the wind,you're unpredictable,
Like a sting,you're tiny but poisonous.
I make justifications for you for my heart's sake
Till my wings break, and I can't fly anymore,
And My feet bleed, and I can't attend to your call
Then you forget how lively I was before.
Quickly you violate your promise of yesterday
Now when you see me you look other way.
In your mind ask yourself, was I like this before you came?
If you cared for me, would you still have put out my beauty's flame?
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The Voice of My Silence
PoésieThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
