In the prison of my Heart
My love is caught
To bring that out
I want your thought
Do you doubt them or what?
I thought to say a lot
I doubt, you will agree or not.
My love is pure
The things are here
That I don't have fear
In my thought
I want your heart
To the present truth
My love is drought.
I don't have words to express her;
That is how am depressed for now
In my way I went away
You came, you came away
In you, I gained a lot;
To lie a thing and to hide something
Its my love out of no expectance......
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