I am dying on this flight,
Is it fate or my fault sight?
Oh! God, I don't know,
How will I restart my own life?
Please send someone,
I will not say,
But, I need someone,
To guide me through this ride.
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The Precious:Hidden secrets
PoésieThis book is a poetry collection. The poems are way more inclined toward introspective genres and some maybe little or too much emotional. Because this contains the poem came out subconsciously from my mind and lands on these pages.
Restart?
I am dying on this flight,
Is it fate or my fault sight?
Oh! God, I don't know,
How will I restart my own life?
Please send someone,
I will not say,
But, I need someone,
To guide me through this ride.
