Thursday, 12 April 2018

Parapluie



And when I breakdown
A voice tells me not to frown
Because I am no Cinderella
The dark clouds disappear and there comes my Umbrella
Quarreling just to find
Creating a new path in my mind
As I lay awake with thousand emotions
Each vision gives worth to my notions
Your impact is of so might
And as I lay Awake at night
I stare at the stars shining so bright
And in my heart this I know
You will be my Umbrella
Even though I am no Cinderella !!!

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