Little this and Little that
Written by Rana M


Little this little that, lots of chatter but there‘s no love
Sound of my heart harder than the screams of a dove


When the emotions suck their last breath right above 
Passion in the ring of fire like a push has come to shove


Wish I could fly like a bird just away from loneliness 
Searching for a lonely town, where broken heart stays


Edge of life cutting deeper by sharp blades of time
Nights wearing horns of sorrows following shady days


Fragile & stubborn in the name of terribly sweet misery
Pretentious stories deeper in depth and volume always 

© Rana M  2019  All Rights Reserved 

© Rana M  2019  All Rights Reserved  

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