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A splash of tears keeps hitting me

A splash of tears keeps hitting me, Magazineup
A splash of tears keeps hitting me

You are the name of 
furious passion inside me
It hurts me when 
I see it’s not there.
Even I am the colour of gloomy at your night
Or maybe tan from your sunburn.

I found you’re the name of 
the path in my little city
But I am the dust line on your Fate
Or the memory of your last night.

You Don’t have any plea to save me from the ocean
Or a little desire and courage.
But on my end, it is still like the first day,

Because your spirit is bland with me for an era.

Your love is my wind
And your ignorance is power.

I understand this is the last lane to walk
And I want to live with the memories.
I have a weeping to hold
But moans I need to bury.

My heart exploits 
tears of blood and drains on.
I suffer a burden you left in me.
I know it is time to forget
But I can’t fight with my wild heart,
Don’t know how to live this way.

A splash of tears keeps hitting me.
Please, be my last breath; blow
 into me until I close my eyes.
I am on the same path and 
waiting for you to hold me again.

If, by chance, you missed me a little
Just smash my heart again.
Still, you are the sound of my whimper
Even I know you are just a shade of my candle.
And I want to burn myself with your light.

You are the name of my soul
 which is hiding from the crowd
And my darkness of the night.

By rinrainbow


A splash of tears keeps hitting me, Magazineup

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