Thursday, June 25, 2020


Love is...
not what you play hard-to-get game
If you agree on that plane
let me reread the state of untamed...
There's a jasmine
lives life peacefully blooming 
one sharp incedent cut her deep and
its so deep that
needs longer time to heal
Its not just a breeze that cool you
but the wind that blow you
A W A Y.....
no matter how wringer the pain
she keeps on enduring the same
it's not that the strom makes her fall,
it's she... 
who just weaks and full of flaws.
Jasmine shouts!
It was just a dream...
just a dream that
nothing to the end.
but the PAIN....


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