It's My Fault that Everytime I found Your Love

 It's my fault,

Everytime I found your love,

Holding its flames,

Burns me like a dove.

Everytime I try to chase it,

With eager in my heart,

But it's just a mirage in desert,

Dissapears from my start.

Now, I am nowhere, 

But definetley in illusion,

Lost in a world, 

With my pure devotion.

Oh! my city, are you there?

Or where you have gone,

Streets seems empty,

Birds have no song.

Now! Where should I search you?

When I know, you are nowhere to be found,

I just have a waves,

Where are you, with your wound.

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