COMPARISON
- Audrey Sarah
- Nov 10, 2018
- 1 min read
As true as the sun rise
I stayed blind-folder without you
left behind with nothing,
but open scars all over me.
As soft as snowflakes melted
I kept giving my heart away,
walked miles away until I looked back,
catching every teardrops from my soul.
As hard as madness would be
I always known as fire,
bright enough to light up,
bright enough to burn up, and flames.
But as wonderful as blesses always be,
Every love that ever settled in me
wasn't ever real,
as real as you and me.
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