Flew Away (Happy May P2) * - Poem by Aya Nasr
Spring of May...
You became so far away
Everything around me became grey
You're not only spring of May
You're spring of everyday
You haunt my inner diary
Your picture doesn't leave
I think you stole my heart
What a harsh sticky thief!
I'm trying to stop thinking of thee
You flew away but still occupying me
I'm crying begging to set my love free
Let it fly let it beat, its my wish so mote it be!
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