Sorrow Swamp
ساعت ۱٢:٥٦ ‎ب.ظ روز ۱۳٩۱/٥/٩ : توسط : طلا نوری مهر

 

He says
taking me in the heyday

Reaching the
love

But

I became his jailed

And he , my
jailer

He claimed
to become my savior

his house was sorrow swamp

Every try makes
me more involved

and him more insolent and impudent

when i start to dying hold my hands

but fluttering became my job and his happiness

he claimed again

but

never again