Walking among deads
I'm walking among deads,
Filled by others' heads!
Watching them makes Me excited,
I am dead tired!
Chasing Me all over the world,
Having something that I can't hold!
Nobody is trustworthy here,
Heads are filled with fear!
They think about their honey,
Men are filled by hay,
So, no one understands a man like Me!
Without attending to the word WE!
I did but I'm still Me!
I'm tired because far is sea,
Losing someone you loved is hard,
Although he will be your pard,
Makes Me to be one of those deads
Who are filled with fearful heads!
I confess that I'm in love,
I'm dealing with the one who is above.
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Dujana Chakir
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