I'm collecting
All the pains
in a empty place .
And this is my heart .
I've lost the chance
To fill it with your love .
And all the griefs
have become cloud.
Now it's pouring
in my empty heart
The rain of pain.
Now I'm collecting
All the pains
All the miseries
in my empty heart .
It's almost full .
I'll go through this
ocean of my heart .
I'll go for hundred years
To get your purest heart .
©sany
S