Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Butterfly

You got your colorful wings and you fly but I am never invited, left as a flower without butterfly
You are the wish, the need to always nearby
You are the desire, the reason to my life.. apply
Every one loves to fill with.. but my heart pangs in despair.
Even if I close my eyes and shut my mind my heart knows you come in as a rain, In the hearts of people but mine I find, In the desert under unbearable wreathing pain... I love my love as love should love but you never love as my love should love me.

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