A Door Is Crying

The sadness rang my door
My tear opened the door
From me stole my lovers
I still have no lovers
Maybe I am wrong
Maybe the life felt
Oh the word maybe you have so many title
Maybe it is not my fault
Maybe my time is go around
Oh the word maybe you are the sea of secret
You are the sea of we cant go back from it
On the sand of a moan beach
Their steps are like the hurts
My eyes are fulling with the treats
My days are
My dreams are burnt
And the sun which rose at my door
It slept there
Yes sleep in my hurts and in your secret don’t mark it
And which she was my soul isnot absent

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poem by Laila Lili
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