Poems from Iman_Attique
Somewhere on the highest mountain
Somewhere in the darkest cave
Somewhere in the deepest ocean
There's always a tide, a wave
That is...
Now that the darkness is gone
You're coming back to me
You kept me in prison
But now you're setting me free
I know about your tricks...
As I stand before your grave, tears roll down my faceI recall those nostalgic memories, that seem so hard to traceThe day you joined my...