Phantasy

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You shine like a star
 In my cold and empty room.
 Through the years in the storm
I wished you meet me soon.

For I have been alone,
Every time after school.
I have talked to my heart,
In there where you rule.

The long you prolong the wait
More weak I tend to go.
Though I remember the date,
I never cut my birthday cake.

I imagine the sweetness
Floating in my mouth.
When your lips will seal on mine,
It will rain on the land of drought.

Come to me in real,
Out from the phantasy land.
Or kill me in this world,
And drag me to where you stand.

You shine like a star
 In my cold and empty room.
 Through the years in the storm
I wished you meet me soon.



1 comment:

  1. You shine like a star
    In my cold and empty room...


    Wonderful poem

    Regards
    Village Girl

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