They always search for trouble
With their broken hearts,
They dream to make it double,
To find themselves apart.
Some day you think you find love
But she’s not really do so,
She makes you loose your smile
And then she had to go.
Tell me what are you seeking
I’ll tell you who you are,
Whatever you will find there
Will drive you to your star.
Seekers
© Copyright: Елена Викторовна Борисова, 2021
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