poezie poezie

Tale…
by Cookie



She wasn’t what I needed to,
For a mysterious tale,
But whom knows I know her?
Like my own tale
And it was cruel… (for my heart…)
To seek in my own words
Who knows I miss her? (she left without…)

“I still find her”
I sing for me
But “I still miss her”
I sing to she

Still I scream
Not for me that she sees
Don’t love me Devil
To come here near me

You’re the water I need (oh, how I wish…)
I do sing to
My solo’s life
Or do you believe me? (with my kiss…)

Still I scream
Not for me that she sees
Don’t love me Devil
To come here near me