I’m running to you
I’m falling apart here
My mind’s so full of fears
You can’t be really…
Leaving me here!
Thoughts come,
Words. Your voice in my ears
Leave me you can
But my thoughts are here.
I will stand, knowing there’s no end.
Veins with cold I’ll sing.
Heart with pain I’ll scream,
Be you. or not. my kin. my sin.
My soul is yours
There’s a nib of it:
I’m mad for you,
I’m in it for you.
I send myself with a dream
It’s fading, it’s my
Time. Let it flow.
You are the one that I believe in
Someone worth singing
Someone worth bleeding.
Someone worth bleeding
© Copyright: Амон Дин, 2018
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