Prosa Dia 92: Rain on my heart

Hey dear…
Listen to the stars
They collect our sound,
Just leave up the bars
And join me in the cloud.

Hey dear…
Cover your body now
Shut the door now
I try to blew your heart
No more say hurt

Hey dear…
I don’t mind you mad
But please don’t be sad
Cause I try to be good
But you toss your mood

Hey dear…
I made up myself
Just brought my luck for you
But you won’t understand

The weather it’s now dark
Autumn fall, summers pass
There’s a rain on my heart
Leaving pain and it’s hurt

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