His 27th of December
#6
See his friend’s sketch
Appear when she was bored
That blue collared jacket
Fits perfectly on his bod
Glasses and smiles
And giggles and laughs
Painted in adorable colors
And named with his
A question came
Doubts appeared
Jealous lit
But then
Slowly got the answer
Sparkled within her mind
Though they were apart
That those weren’t supposed to bother
For love itself would still be fine
When bullets shot, and hurt the heart
Remember his 27th of December.
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