Yearn For It More.
The sky is dark,
the stars are falling.
The wind blows cold wind,
on deathless person.
From night to night,
I wonder why.
Why I can't let,
my heart beat once more.
Then I see,
everyone else.
With their faces
aglow.
Oh I wish for that special feeling.
That special person.
Who would want to be
with me.
But yet that person is not here.
Yet that person has not found me.
My heart beating less and less.
Yet I yearn for it more.
I know I should wait,
but yet I don't want to anymore.
Wish I could find her,
and Wish I can see her.
For till then,
I shall yearn for it more.
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