Fallen
Taking time
I borrow it
Let me borrow
I am not in the area for promising it back
Push looking for a young girl
Run away
Hold soon your going to see
Your faith again
I let go of the inside to grab the outside
Holding on to me
Lifting the hole
You will make it
You know that i am talking to you.
It will guide
The path that will begin
Crying was today
But
What made it yesterday
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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