Ninety nine percent of thee
Might be feeling naught for me
Which unbearably doth hurt.
However, one percent of thy heart
Serendipitously could be!
Well, all I crave is: "That one percent."
©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
27th December 2016
Dec 27, 2016
Dec 27, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
Ninety nine percent of thee
Might be feeling naught for me
Which unbearably doth hurt.
However, one percent of thy heart
Serendipitously could be!
Well, all I crave is: "That one percent."
©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
27th December 2016
#Craving #Lonesome #One percent
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