Like fruit inside the skin
There is pain in my heart
Like my restless soul
I can't change clothes like that
The one who is watching
I am traveling inside his picture
He said, come on you ...
When I arrived.Let the hand say
I held out my han. I shed all my tears
By bursting the mouth of the heart
I filled the cup and gave it to drink.
Words could not describe. My experience is dictating.Truth !Your touch is like a desert
How fickle your tongue is
The sentences you broke, for me
There is a lot going on today. I see with open eyes. The past is flowing .....
Following the turn and shift edge .
©prathana
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