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where do you come from....
Where do you come from......
Like a flower that bloom,
Like a whistle that blows.....
You hide behind my sorrows,
You walk beside my shadow.....
Yet I hear you loud n sound,
Yet I see you clear n clean.....
Tears that have long dried,
before wetting my cheeks....
Dreams whose wings were,
cut long before flying off....
Why do you seem similar,
Why do you feel familiar......
If only I knew,
Why you knock my doors...
Why you step my floors...
Scratching away my wounds,
Waring away my skin....
Yet a ray of hope you bring,
Like a way of joy you ring....
Where do you come from.
© manib
Like a flower that bloom,
Like a whistle that blows.....
You hide behind my sorrows,
You walk beside my shadow.....
Yet I hear you loud n sound,
Yet I see you clear n clean.....
Tears that have long dried,
before wetting my cheeks....
Dreams whose wings were,
cut long before flying off....
Why do you seem similar,
Why do you feel familiar......
If only I knew,
Why you knock my doors...
Why you step my floors...
Scratching away my wounds,
Waring away my skin....
Yet a ray of hope you bring,
Like a way of joy you ring....
Where do you come from.
© manib
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