Its amazing to write down whatever you feel. Your emotions, your feelings, your perception and let the words decide your inner thoughts. Describing your deepness with words is not easy because your vision, your thoughts are not always clear and sometimes reality sucks. And you write, write your emotions out. You kick out your feelings. Your pen become your power. You are just hopeless who need wings, searching for words all the time joining emotions with words, words with emotions to create a thought. You have the power to combine the words, to create the future by playing with history because you are living a mysterious life.
I thought my dream was real Being a magic she was my cure Every time i see her face I am in land of tales She was the girl who ruled my heart.. For me she was mine In my dreams she was real Her touch for me Always worked as magic To be with her was best part of my life To be with her is my need To feel alive her lips were enough And to die, i look into her eyes Heartbeat she was Working for my heart.. But who knew When you wake up Dreams break heart Now this heart don't beat.. Because i lost my heartbeat The day she left me.. So mean she was who died before me.. My heart cries But she left her shadow To wipe my tears Her daughter is master of her She put a smile on my face Even when i am not able to see her mother's face...
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