The bloods in my veins,
Why drown me, drown my pain,
I can recall all, but your name.
The wind of the fields,
Mystique, and never to yield,
People know you, but your name.
The light of the dawn,
My fears are your song,
You know me, but just forget my name.
The dead leaf that floats,
A grief like the lightning bolt.
You are forgotten, you and your name.
The old beggar who disappeared,
Along with the dog he cared,
No one knew you, not even your name.
The kid who grew, to be me,
Why disappear, floating away in the sea.
I have forgotten myself, even my name.
1 comments:
*Blood in my veins
This one i love d most. Real good n pictoral. It touched me deeply. Keep going!! Hwaighting!!!
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