The voice of love.

in in •  7 years ago  (edited)

When the wind is blowing;
I become cold and sick.
When I have heard one's voice;
I become hurt in my heart.
But sometimes one's voice make me happy.
I amn't sure for your love.
@eieikhing
MSC No.173

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When I see this post,
i gave vote & ment

Thank you;bro.

Wrrr

Thank you;Thatzin.

Good

Thank you.

That is good poetry. I love for snow and windy day.

Thank you; my teacher.