Bleeding

It was black and white I stopped butterflies and flowers Days became nights Lights turns into darkness A star then shines between the gloom It draws me near and I bleed It hugs me with its warmth Keeping me alive It feels like centuries has passed to get the question and answer synchronized

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Love is a question

Love is a question when it is not standing between of us we have to go apart 'cause it will be difficult to continue our path. I'm going to a strangest place that I never knew live with the loneliness and sorrow beside me waiting for joy and happiness to come and save me waiting …