Crumpled Paper
By: Michelle Baluran
Sitting down with million thoughts,
Felt so voiceless like rock on road;
He came and step with something brought,
With smile in face as river so broad.
In my mind, a memory flash,
In my heart, ache refresh;
I remembered my friend who long I've lost,
Crumpled paper reminded me most.
And burn itself to keep me warm;
The warm that fades away the fears,
Like shield given by powerful arm.
Oh! My friends, please do return,
Don't let the heart get thousand thorns;
Wind can't blow our vows goodbye,
Like crumpled paper get burned and die.
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