Sunday, April 8, 2012

my paper listen more than you do

A drop of ink on this paper when my pen cry
I fall for you in the blink of an eye.
With words I have lot to say,
With no reason I love you all the way.
Want to be in your heart even though it's called prison,
This paper has no choice but only to listen.
Every time my heartbeats wish it wouldn't stop,
As I end my book with a full stop.
Special words on this paper for you,
That’s how I express my feelings which are true.
For every paper from this book of my life story,
You will be the person, I would credit my pride and glory.
©Irfy

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