After Every Evening Come the Night
When this evening,of mold everyday,night becomes.
Then you remember me,come into my dreams.
Smile and say you,I am your addict.
Love you and I am the queen of your heart.
That's why I'm the story of your dreams.
I listen to your words, without a drink, fluttering.
Make me cool, sweet, just about your words.
When this evening,of mold everyday,night becomes.
Then you remember me,come into my dreams.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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