Written By: Ali Taha Alnobani
My Other Half
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How can I draw your voice in my vein?
Your scene is my words
But I can't talk
Your smile is my rain
But I can't walk
How can I touch moments when they escape?
When my hand be warm on your nape
I can feel sharpness of time challenges me
Past and future fuse in one shape
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How can I draw your voice in my vein?
Your scene is my poem
But the trees can't read
Your face is my soul
But my rosy day can't proceed
I can't see your tears pouring down
Your childish face is my lovely townMy Other Half
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