Can you believe?
I asked you once…
I told you twice…
Why do you blame me now?
You were like a final station to my train
How much I used to rest and rest in your arms
You used to be for me like…
My home
My loan
My shelter
I asked you once…
I told you twice…
How do you feel now?
I need….
My arms
My mind
My hide
I asked you once
And I told you twice
Just for once
Believe.
1 comment:
yes.
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