A vagabond, that's what I'm in the lives of many of you ... A wanderer, a nomad, a simple cloud who, before leaving your world, would love to add a touch of happiness to your lives without expecting anything in return ...
this is the philosophy of the nomad who is making flowing all these feelings in these few words ... This nomad who when you reaches out, you tear out his heart ,you who never learned that a heart who warms you without expecting anything from you has to be preserved, a source of love that exhausts ever, but the bitter taste of disappointment can dried it ... I would have liked to know why after all this time I was there for many of you, I feel abandoned or humiliated for daring to answer the call of your mind distress who need to be supported, are you blind? Can't you see that the person who stands in front of you can only offer you only what can make you happy? you let aside those who support you and you focus on those who take care to choose for you the finest blades to stab you with it!The same slide with which you stab me, sblade of the disappointment .... but ... I'm just a wanderer, a nomad, a simple cloud on the sky of your world,and before leaving,i would like to add a touch of happiness to your lives without expecting anything in return ... my heart is torn ... and i hope that one day, he will find happiness too.
Nomad
this is the philosophy of the nomad who is making flowing all these feelings in these few words ... This nomad who when you reaches out, you tear out his heart ,you who never learned that a heart who warms you without expecting anything from you has to be preserved, a source of love that exhausts ever, but the bitter taste of disappointment can dried it ... I would have liked to know why after all this time I was there for many of you, I feel abandoned or humiliated for daring to answer the call of your mind distress who need to be supported, are you blind? Can't you see that the person who stands in front of you can only offer you only what can make you happy? you let aside those who support you and you focus on those who take care to choose for you the finest blades to stab you with it!The same slide with which you stab me, sblade of the disappointment .... but ... I'm just a wanderer, a nomad, a simple cloud on the sky of your world,and before leaving,i would like to add a touch of happiness to your lives without expecting anything in return ... my heart is torn ... and i hope that one day, he will find happiness too.
Nomad
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