No one knows the hard is living like this
Blank pages waiting for my pen’s ink
Pieces of me scratched under that sun
There are so many songs I wanted to sing
How I wish to know to sing that songs
I know you would follow me sweetly
If I had seen it before you leave me alone
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know you would follow me sweetly If I had seen it before you leave me alone..................quite heart-felt, yet passionate, i do appreciate way you write by imagery,10/10/thanks for sharing