for when i walk through the past
every air that i catch is whispering your name
every picture that i capture is engraving your silhouette
for when i stumbled upon my way
you were there, lending a hand
for when i cried over a scar
you were there, blowing the scar
i've been through so many roads to find you again
but still, all i can find is silence
guess you're no longer waiting
guess i'm no longer your morning sun
guess you've closed the door
for me
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The Dancing Rain
PoetryFor the world isn't always about stepping up, the world can also make you take a step down Here I brought to you all the words about the Ups and Downs You might find sorrow and desperation but you can also find love
