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A Broken Soul
Oh, my sweet angel, looking into your eyes wasn’t easy as you always had them closed,
I could never tell if the sweet words you were uttering were some memorised prose.
As I Wander through this busy world,
Why do my arms yearn to spin you around in a dancing twirl?
Listening to the voices from the crowd,
All I remember is yours, shouting joyfully, making me proud.
It was on a beautifully sunny day. The grass in the pastures was lusciously green,
Wild horses were grazing and rabbits nibbling, but the guineafowls were nowhere to be seen.
Oh, why, why did you not sleep late, secure and happy in your dreams?
Why did you sneak into the woods where no one could have heard your shouts and screams?
Each day, I pray that the hour of darkness comes,
For in the darkness, no one can see what I have become,
Your presence kept me sane and focused,
You were my everything, but now broken and empty, I lay awake next to you as you rest in your favourite spot by the pond of white lilies and pink Lotus.
by Zyrool
🐝
© Zyrool
I could never tell if the sweet words you were uttering were some memorised prose.
As I Wander through this busy world,
Why do my arms yearn to spin you around in a dancing twirl?
Listening to the voices from the crowd,
All I remember is yours, shouting joyfully, making me proud.
It was on a beautifully sunny day. The grass in the pastures was lusciously green,
Wild horses were grazing and rabbits nibbling, but the guineafowls were nowhere to be seen.
Oh, why, why did you not sleep late, secure and happy in your dreams?
Why did you sneak into the woods where no one could have heard your shouts and screams?
Each day, I pray that the hour of darkness comes,
For in the darkness, no one can see what I have become,
Your presence kept me sane and focused,
You were my everything, but now broken and empty, I lay awake next to you as you rest in your favourite spot by the pond of white lilies and pink Lotus.
by Zyrool
🐝
© Zyrool
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