Let me take you away
from the inner city at night.
While I speak of many words
I cannot explain my tongue that I write.
So let me show you my walk
down the memory lane.
To as I, a scrambler, hold your heart
in my hand to whom is one with my vein.
With my other hand I hold this flower
that resembles the past pain.
To be frightened
I bloom with my rose.
Whom can I trust with my heart
that I behold close.
To wander with my eyes
I search for a future by my side.
To walk, to leap, to trust.
To be not alone by night, as I lost my pride.
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With much love & inspiration written by me,