I'm ready to throw the words.
On the ignored page..
like a freedom of dove....
flying away from the cage...
forgetting agony of love...
watching a blur image...
I still remembe..
the day we met....
that evening brought me..
a colorful sunset....
that was a silly conversation...
i ever made...
i wish you can see...
what my eyes said....
now you have gone away...
without finishing the debate..
im creating the fort of clay...
for you princess, i will wait....
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