Delicate Heart - An Old Flame

Do you think of me like me?
I try, but I always have to fly.
To your sky
and a whisper of your cry.
Please help me to go away.
And go back to my usual way.
Or do anything for my wait.
For those days that we stayed.
In few days.
me and you in a solitude.
But doing nothing viewed.
Do anything for me.
But only for my fate.
Not in honour of me.
You are heavenly my heart's key.

Delicate Heart

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