Like th fire ....But feel so cold
Like a child ...But feel so old
Buy evrything...but my soul to be sold
With a smile like silver
a touch like gold
...like nobody
Like everybody
like a word in apoetry
In a battle like sword
Like a flying stone waiting to hit the ground anytime.
I can write like the sun after long dark night
Like the moon after sunset and no stars
like rivers , seas and oceans
Like nice soft smile
like tears
I can write like sword
and like kind hand
like a dream
like the very deep truth
you can It is only for you
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