When we cross the roads
When you are stuck between the path
When u don’t know where to start,
When you feel like crying
When u get the thoughts of dying
When you catch the bus,
When you look up the sky,
When you feel alone
This hand is yours to own
Let me hold your hand
Walk together and listening to those sound
Let me skip some parts
Let me just hold that hand from start, to the end….
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Really great poems brother , hoping to see more from you
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