If only a thief could be found
If it steals my pain
When the heart of sorrow closes upon me,
If I reach out to the sky…
All my sorrows,
I would secretly give it to him,
My suffering heart
I would hold him with both hands…
I would say again, slowly to him,
Hidden in the folds of my heart,
You don’t need me
My life is sweet without him…
They say thieves are bad,
But I lied, such a thief,
How can I survive?
My way, tell me, right…
Author :✍️ Murodulla, Republic Of Uzbekistan
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