*My dear old self
I sought you in every nook
And every corner of my soul
I know not where else to look
I know you still exist
But I know not where
I seek you every day & night
Wish I'd find you somewhere
Oh my dear old self
Will you come back to me
Atleast before I perish
For one last time I want you to be
I'm so lonely & you were my strength
I made people hate me & I hate me too
Yours was good heart, mine a mere stone
Come to this heartless vamp & please rescue
Yours sincerely*
Present self
© by Ruman Hafsa
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
*My dear old self
I sought you in every nook
And every corner of my soul
I know not where else to look
I know you still exist
But I know not where
I seek you every day & night
Wish I'd find you somewhere
Oh my dear old self
Will you come back to me
Atleast before I perish
For one last time I want you to be
I'm so lonely & you were my strength
I made people hate me & I hate me too
Yours was good heart, mine a mere stone
Come to this heartless vamp & please rescue
Yours sincerely*
Present self
© by Ruman Hafsa
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