Saw pain in those teary eyes
Like a lost puppy wandering along the windy streets
Wanting to be pampered
But gets brutally beaten up
The last drop of hope haven't yet dried up
Don't worry my boy
I'll hold ur hand through all summers and winters
Ill call u after 5 mins
Comes back after an hour crying to me for peace and comfort
A strong soldier can have his weak times too
Strayed in different places unable to comfort him
Confront it to me and cry to me
Your pillows don't talk or cry along with you.
©staru
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