Despair
For thus my heart ache
for a song that is written
For thus it break
for a love that is given
Hear my heart as I cry
for my voice breaks in silence
I’ll be humble, as I lie
just let me feel your gentle presence
That each time, I’m a live
I’ll look at the sky then smile
And say,
now, I can die.
Copyright © Roselle Sobrejuanite | Year Posted 2010
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