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22nd September Give, get a hand, the storm so coldI was holding on to someone for too longThat I forgot how to move onI ...
30/09/2022

22nd September

Give, get a hand, the storm so cold
I was holding on to someone for too long
That I forgot how to move on
I have been holding my breath for too long
That I forgot to sweet smell of a true love
I am inspired by the warm wings of a dove
That I forgot the feeling of being alone
Love never runs smooth on a steep course
We rushed to swallow now the bread stuck deep throat
Solitary elevated me to a new high
I see things clearly feels I have the new eyes
Hiding in the shadows of my fears
Sweep over my soul comprehended in tears
I brought my fears to see the light
Fresh fragrance and sweet sound of a butterfly
My face is now nourished with sweet smiles
Like the beauty of rainbow
Torn away with essence of pure joy
Reflections of smiles beholds the eyes of Pearls
Never felt the good sound of music
For my ears were deafening with sound of a cry
Segregation and desperation escorted me down the ile
The destination maybe tomorrow but I have to walk a thousand mile
The reality may not be worth fight for but it's worth a while
I am writing history they will live to tell the tale
Of how love brought the Colour to skin so pale


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