Nay Jo 4
For me
The nights
I dream of you
So precious are those moments
But, they only last for a shot while,
Like the morning dew
Perhaps it’s a myth
Never Happened
Every time I think about you
My heart would bleed
My soul screams in silent
My beloved
I miss you
Even if it’s my last day
I need to reach you
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