- Night turned to day
Sleepless nights to midnight watches
Every changes weren't seen
Tears of home were shed
But the fragile memories only
remained constant
Life from here was bad
So bad I want to go home
But every time you called
All I could think of was our
home.
YOU ARE READING
Bound of words
PoetryJust a bound of words that creates a poem~~ *Every poem is original and I really do hope you would all love it. Also, some of it were based on lyrics and I just did some magic tricks into them ;) *
