My Days Poem by Sait Jaw

My Days



Call me a liar if that makes you happy
I will till the end make you happy
call me mad if your heart tells you
so be it for you

My days unnumbered to prove my heart
so far it comes too close to your heart
I have been weaker than a coward
my love is ever going forward

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