Saw by sides, saw up and down
Found no one by a drop from the cheek dripping down,
Sad songs all heard,
why am I so hurt?
Just a rainy eye,
To express my pain, I am so shy,
Please tell me who am I?
Please teach me a way to cry.
Why do you think that I am like stone,
don't you know your ever word made me feel so forlorn.
I am fading, away
don't you feel bad now say,
tell me am I so pathetic,
with so much pain, I may turn lunatic.
don't tell me that my love for you was chaotic.
I gave you all that was in my heart.
if you're sad, we can take another start.
but don't act so dumb,
text or just come,
Cause I am fading, away.
won't you ever come again this way?
I am broken,
my tear glands are open.
My hands are so shivering,
Tell me when would you be arriving.
written by: Eima Asif
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That was very pretty