Broken are my body parts,
Each one aged, you are still holding my heart.
Every mark explains my scars,
Every emotions, show you who you are.
When I laugh, you smile..
Like my inner child..
When I cry, your sad..
Makes you feel bad..
I long for tomorrow..
A time that was borrowed..
So fast our life drifts away.
Yesterday, tomorrow and some other day.
We expand our love from one hand to another.
Hoping to bring love together.
Some day when all is faded and gone..
Your weakness will become strong.
©terrylin53
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