Ali Hasan - My Heart

Their was a day she chiseled my heart away;
It turned to dust and scattered away till this day;
It rides the breeze threw the flowers and trees;
Maybe one day, She will decide to gather it all and turn it to clay;
She’ll shape a heart and keep it until we meet someday;
Till then I’ll sit here and bleed my life away…

Ali Hasan

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