Break Up
Suffering from an ailed of break up
Is an untune or bonkerness I blurred
Still, I remained and dreamt
And prayed to kicked the bucket
In the dark I stood and uttered I quit
As she swear wrong to stay forever
I remembered the smile she used to make my face
But now everything is died with smudge
But still my love is not vain
I will be with my love forever
It’s not a quotation of mad and bonk
But the verbalize of love
Copyright © Bohari Mohammad | Year Posted 2014
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