Melancholy

Mairi Gello

Once, there was a girl, crying alone. While sitting, listening to a song. Murmuring in the darkness of night. Wishing for your attention tonight. Will you just walk away? Or not ashamed to offer your shoulder? 'Coz she really wants to cry out loud. Shout her feelings, clear and loud. But the night was so silent. Nothing she can do except to keep quiet. So, just crying she can make now. Either the time let her allow. But the night goes so slow. As she can't cry tears no more. How she wish he's with her. For her sadness to come over.

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Cheyanne Jones

Please don't cry

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2018-08-07 02:09:17

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Mairi Gello

@Cheyanne Jones i will. Thanks.

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2018-08-07 06:21:42

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