THE PUZZLE

I wake up lonely
In the middle of the dawn
When the star peeping through the window
Stared at the darkness
Holding back the tears

As the shadow found its shape
It just the memories
The sweet things in the bitter lines
How do I fix this?
Picking the pieces
But the puzzle never goes right

I close my mind
In the middle of the confusion
When the sun began to rise through the skyline
Dancing under the rain
Holding the heart who start falling

posted by @tara_lee26

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