allan macli borges - She

Tears
She cries a silent moan into the night
For the deserved resting seems never come
Opened eyes to see… just same sight
Fears
The pain is sharp and hurts deep inside
Now she has turned dangerous to herself
Not seeing what should get things enlighten
She
Is just scared like a child
Just lost on troubled thoughts
Losing beauty throughout hard times
She
Is beautiful. On that there’s no doubt
She’s great but at time she’s blind
And I
Don’t know what to do or think about
Not helping enough writing these lines
If my kisses can’t lift you up
I’m sorry for you: love of my life.

allan macli borges

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