Why so late??
I withered from thirst.. I patiently waited for the rain... my eyes gazed on the way and thine waited for your return.. The hope I had ,dried with the sweat my seed of life ,shaded with blood stains..my soul wept,from the wips and thine's body remain constant Why show up so late?? you never cared to look back.. do you know that which was after your shadow...And ...my soul bleeded more than my tears....Now that you returned save thine's flame from doom....
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