Waiting
No sick man waits for the sun
No cripple waits for to run
Neither the devil, for doomsday to begun
As much as I waited for you
I am not waiting for you to return anymore
I found you after you gone from that door
While my heartbeat fastens every dawn
Don't come back and tore me apart no more
Copyright © Kurtulus Ozyol | Year Posted 2018
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