Oh, just don't!
Oh, don't tell me you'd break me, You haven't got the chance to make me; Oh, don't tell me you can hurt me, You can't even stand the storm I run in; Oh, don't throw words at me, You haven't, after all, understood what my world really is; Oh, don't tell me to change myself, You don't know, but I only do what I tell myself; Oh, don't think you can have me, I'm a burning fire you can't even hold me; Oh, don't think you can hurt me, You can't ruin the soul that's already been crying; Oh, don't tell me you love me, You're the summer-autumn rain, that disappears suddenly; Oh, and just don't think my tears kill me, In fact, they cure me, so that I can be free...
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Misha
“just dont think my tears kill me”.. words like swords👌gr8 poem
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2018-09-06 03:20:39
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Palak Verma
@Misha thanks, always working for better lines... ;)
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2018-09-06 16:19:41
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Palak Verma
thanks 😆
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