THE WAY BACKA Poem by leiI am watching the sun go down and soon the sky will turn into gray until then I will hide my tears no more and let each star turns them into mists
with each echo of the ocean's roar I beg the moon to serenade my lonely heart and bribe the sun to lead my way back to the path when I was with You.
© 2012 leiReviews
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