My soul is reaching out for you As my tears continue to roll like the fresh morning dew My heart continues to ache As I gaze, at the sea that reaches for the sky Its waves continue to die But it keeps yearning for the sky It listlessly cries There is no answers to its sighs.
A call to the departed. You've moved away but the memories are still alive. Pain feels beautiful when it wears the veil of memories, this one is for the ones who are never coming back. I shall wait for the knock on the door. The lamp will be lit by the fire of longing. It will … Continue reading Knock on the Door
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