I WRITE,,
I write this piece with a dry heart,
I write this piece with an handkerchief on my hand,
which is soaked and not yet ready to dry,
I write this piece with sorrow and pain,
I write this piece with loosened morals,
Am a man and men don't cry,
I write this piece blinded by the tears on my eyes,...
I write this piece with an handkerchief on my hand,
which is soaked and not yet ready to dry,
I write this piece with sorrow and pain,
I write this piece with loosened morals,
Am a man and men don't cry,
I write this piece blinded by the tears on my eyes,...