Love was always a shame
Still I do hold my head high.
My heart aches,my world shakes
Still I’m gonna be with you
No matter how much I’ve to cry.
It’s not so weak
To make us tremble.
Not so brittle
to break us apart.
Not a blunt edge
That can’t fight.
But jst a little
strong matter of heart.
Waiting for seasons I shall gather
Blossoms of all colours.
They’ll be all for you fine and fresh..
Though u knw everything with time withers.
Someday it won’t be something
Like what it is now…
Something they say so dark.
Perhaps they have been blinded by our light
Its not yet a flame; just a spark.
Things are tough…
Time’s against…
We can only hope
To melt Fate’s heart.
Just hold my hands
When my grip loosens.
And I will hold yours back
And never part.
2 comments:
deep love
yeah...too deep.depth is wt mks everythng so influencing and important.a boat cnt float well on shallow river.a deeper and wavy one mks sailing a beautiful xperience.
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