Wednesday, 30 November 2016

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He was the first man I loved
Yet,
He is the man who broke my heart
Terribly
For many times

And still he wishes more understanding
More love?
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Of what?!

It's a desert here
No rain
No flower
Arid life

But still I can't give him the desert
Always the oases

Despite of the broken hearts,
I don't have the strength to hate

And he always want
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