Everyday, Every hour
You're the woe that i bear
You're the pang in my heart
If i could think no more
If i could feel no more
then i'll be a free born.
If only i could know sleep
as of a child without sleeples night
If only i could tell my heart
what to feel and who to feel for
Then i will indeed be a free born
Am sorry baby, so much sorry
sorry for love
i will never have to text you no more
I will never have to stop you for love stories
i will learn to let go
i swear, i will!
Then i will kiss you for a goodbye
Goodbye my perfect crush
Goodbye my sleepless night
Even if i have broken heart
Even if i dance the misery tune of a rejected love
but one day i will learn to live free
Free! ! !
Free! ! !
And i will be free! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Comments about this poem (Heart's Woe by micheal john )
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