Friday, 11 July 2014

someday we will find a place in the world

kept my papers and got a paper cut
crossed over a tree branch and got scraped by the tree branch
when the rain is blowing in your face
and the whole world is on your case
i could hold you for a warm embrace
to make you feel my love
when the evening shadows and the scars appear
and there is no one there to dry your tears
i could hold you for a million years
to make you feel my love


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