What Is Written On My Palm

My sweetest dreams have turned into worst nightmares
My whole body feels loathsome for her nasty affairs

I don’t know what is written on my palm
But I can guess now she will never come

I don’t know how to snatch away love
As if my hands are locked with handcuff

I don’t know how to kill my deep desire
It is burning in my heart like hell’s fire
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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