What are we fighting for?
If the sun still goes down anyways.
What are we fighting for?
If our hands still get burnt.
What are we fighting for?
To shine a light so that people could see.
But I have already lost my guidance,
And you are not here with me.
YOU ARE READING
My Heart Will Go On: A Collection Of Short Stories & Poems
PoetryThere are little moments in life That can make my heart shine And a smile on your face can let me know That my heart will forever go on and on and on ~~~ A collectoon of short stories and free writing. Enjoy.
