I'm a nightingale
prisons in my own loneliness
bearing all the sorrows
in my little heart......
I'm living on a fire
dying in every second.........
with my sad eyes
I see my floating dreams....
releasing all my sighs
to the solitary wind....
I'm holding in my eyes
a tear of your memories
It will stay on my eyelash
until your hand is ready to grab it........
As you know this is one of my favorite poem ...... you took me to your world ......
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