10.02.2019
Gheseh Ghamgin Shode
Like the spite which comes from my chest. Like the eyes I closed and won't seeI have a wired feeling that sometimes seats somewhere with your memories
The story got bitter, And I'm creating memories with you again
The story of a dove that can't fly but I won't forget the feeling of flying
The story got bitter, you wanted me to die, I got old from your apprehensions and for waiting for you
Who got crazy for you like me, the story got bitter and your heart passed me like a wind
The story got bitter, you wanted me to die, I got old from your apprehensions and for waiting for you
Who got crazy for you like me, the story got bitter and your heart passed me like a wind
The story got bitter, you forgot me , yes you forgot me
My feelings got old which one day had told you it loves you so much
The story got bitter, you wanted me to die, I got old from your apprehensions and for waiting for you
Who got crazy for you like me, the story got bitter and your heart passed me like a wind
The story got bitter, you wanted me to die, I got old from your apprehensions and for waiting for you
Who got crazy for you like me, the story got bitter and your heart passed me like a wind