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A Promise To You Of Mine…
How this tender soul be in such a pain?
My love, wipe your tears off your cheeks,
Come in my arms and I will absorb…
All the pain of your fragile soul.
Your tears create a lightning in my body,
Piercing my soul and feeling thousand needles.
My breath stops weakening me…
As if I am breathing my last.
Come to me In my arms…
I will change your darkness of night to a bright sunshine,
If only you trust me, It is a promise to you of mine…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
