The nigh' has again come
In which i was careless to make a turn
Deep down me there is a shot of a gun
As i fell, nothin' could wakes me up
Then i recall
I got dreams; i got goals
And now my heart is shattered out of the pieces of a gold
Nothing ranges the close
But of the door, i smoothly walk in the cold
I know i deserve more
But the breeze of love blew you, that i saw it all
What is the fleet part of a way out?
Is it a manifest of a waybills that i received, wow?
I have bein' charge of my ignorance
Now i sleep in more pain of importance
As i channels d water flow of my eyes
Directed in d agony of the part in which the heart flies
I now know no feelings
But i kneel beside my bed side, not appealing
I hope i can survive this shot
'Cause my spirit disappear with the hurt
by SOLOVE SOLOMON
This is my intellectual work and should be treated as such. Please make proper reference as due.
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