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I always tell my story ...
To him the king of the night ...
He always hears ...
Every scream of my hidden heart ...
He always sees ...
Every teardrop I hide ...
He always hugs ...
My fragile soul that was almost released ...
He always cradles ...
This skinny and ugly body ...
He always kisses ...
Every wound that he never made ...
He stole my heart ...
He bind the poet's soul ...
With his eternal love ...
And lock it ...
By. ErciAna
Image by Pixabay
To him the king of the night ...
He always hears ...
Every scream of my hidden heart ...
He always sees ...
Every teardrop I hide ...
He always hugs ...
My fragile soul that was almost released ...
He always cradles ...
This skinny and ugly body ...
He always kisses ...
Every wound that he never made ...
He stole my heart ...
He bind the poet's soul ...
With his eternal love ...
And lock it ...
By. ErciAna
Image by Pixabay
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