like thousand needles in my head
like a dagger stab my lungs
in this November rain,
I, the leaves, the wet solid
chairs, the place we used to have,
now it seem like utopia,
Unreal.
Smells of rain surrounding me
or is it smells of you?
make me calm, relax, satisfaction
let me take back my life
give me your sunshine, You Dear God.
This restless body,
this suffered face,
this weak fingers,
hanging by your thread.
Don't know where Iam
I need you right beside me.
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