My queen
Why are you crying my queen?
Maybe cause you feel insane
For Losing what you believe in
Or maybe for being forgotten.
The only thing I’m sure of it
Is that our life needs the real hate
As well as the love we try to forget
When it comes to burn our weak heart.
My queen
You can come any time you want
And knock the door of my heart
You can ask everything you want
And you’ll get the answers of my heart
I’m the only one who can erase
What you feel of weakness and fears
I am the only one that possesses the keys
So, listen to me and let me help you please
...my queen , you are the best in spite of all
4 commentaires:
you know i saw that ur suffring from something.oblivion maybe.but as i told you i believe in you,you can do it.don't cry but try;try to forget the past and start a happy life.you once told me that when you hate you love only one thing,you love your dreams your purpose.you know it's so sensitive poem after what i had suffring from i need to hear like this textes,especialy when it's from my beautiful queen.with my love your true friend
I m extremly sorry sweet durling mery, cause I did not comment at the beginning of the creation of your blogger .I found your poems really brilliant continued!
she's me fatima
Pourquoi on vit, pour être battus ou bien déçus, à quoi sert de vivre, ooooohj'en ai marre de tout, de la vie, des amis et de tout. Monde de misère.
la vie n'a pas de goût sans toi Hajoura, si tu sais combien je rêve d'être avec toi dans l'autre monde, tu as de la chance tu nous a quitté très tôt, si j'avais le choie je ne demeurai aucune autre seconde dans ce dirty monde wllah.Ma chère cousine ma fin s'approche, just wait me.
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