Nyctophile


Promises
I'll be always with you
Till I get died,
Promise dear I won't leave you
I'll always be by your side.

I'll hold your hands
When you'll get older,
Promise dear it's not a lie
It's all about care.

I'll kiss on your forehead
When you are sad,
Promise dear, I'll wipe out your tears
By the fingers of my hand.

Then at the end of the day
You'll be in my pray,
Promise dear, I'll keep you safe
Till my breaths stay.

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