My soul sometimes
Love
With passion
People are so far
My soul sometimes
Need affection
My soul for years
Leave with portraits
Portaits of people I love
Father
Mother
Brother
You
My soul sometimes
Become so small
Need air
Need hug
My soul sometimes
Is a child
That want to smile
My soul sometimes
Feel the sadness of the whole world
My soul sometimes
Is a bird that wish
To fly high
Travel far
See you
Give you a message….
Love is primordial and inseparable from human happiness, yet it seems to be a thing of motion.
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