Like a soft and moving whisper
Coming out of nowhere
Like the whining of a kid
Please, stay a little longer
There are still so many beauties
You can catch into a picture
There are still so many smiles
That can make you blush again
But I just can see no beauties
And none smiles at me these days
And even if they are somewhere
I feel blind to all of them
And I hear that voice again
Telling me that someone needs me
“Spreading pain is not an option
Don’t consider about leaving”.
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