Safety Land Afrah Al-Kubaisi
Take my hand… my back is heavy from sadness days Take my hand… my heart became a wound and a breakage Medicate me… because I lost my doctor Medicate me… because nothing can heal my injury except love Erase dreams… paint dreams… and build castles from fantasies I love you as a wizard that creates hope… A wizard that webs from Jennies' stories… stories to tell me Be a wizard… be anything… I love you anyway Do not throw me from mural… To crash tears made of crystal Do not burn me over the seas… Scatter water will not cool me off Do not make from my love… unhappiness And from my honesty… games and conceit Keep me as I am… keep me Or take my hand… do not make me sad Because love is clear and pure… Like a sky filled by colors… Like a sky rains the kindness… And like necklaces hanging from angels' nicks Love me like that… love me As a sun raises that makes souls fly And a spring that ends all pains I do not want a love that makes me suffer I suffered enough… And all I need is someone to takes my hand… Someone to lead me to a safety land
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