Man

A man comes with the name of love
His voice is low and his touch is soft
Promising his everlasting love
Something that keeps us close
Whenever I stare at those eyes
I am afraid that I’ll be lost again
Knowing that things always have it end
I don’t know how long it will mend
This broken heart of mine

~Viladev~

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