Stranger
I stare in the mirror,
the reflection of a stranger.
The smile from an innocent child
I’m confused in my mind
Its chaotic and it torture’s me
Please tell me.. why?
Why does the fingerprint of your hand not fade away?
Why do I feel so small when you are gone?
You saw me mourning my love for you
Your eye’s say more then words will ever do.
I knew you love me then.
Please do not fear the flame of my heart
* written by beforedawn *
beforedawn, vrouw, 37 jaar
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