He stops to smile
He becomes a statue
No gestures of love
No Darling I love you...
Must be my mistake
My words , my doings,
What I did wrong?
He remains speechless
Expressionless
Dumb like a still picture
That boring face..
Sulking of course...
I'd leave you fighting
with your own emotions
I am drowning
in my own thoughts
to hack the statue of you
is there a way to break this solid rock?
is there a way to melt
a cold hearted soul?
soon..
I'd break you
Soon I'd melt you
I would find out...
When there's a will
There's a way...
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC
He stops to smile
He becomes a statue
No gestures of love
No Darling I love you...
Must be my mistake
My words , my doings,
What I did wrong?
He remains speechless
Expressionless
Dumb like a still picture
That boring face..
Sulking of course...
I'd leave you fighting
with your own emotions
I am drowning
in my own thoughts
to hack the statue of you
is there a way to break this solid rock?
is there a way to melt
a cold hearted soul?
soon..
I'd break you
Soon I'd melt you
I would find out...
When there's a will
There's a way...
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