Stab Me Not By Your Tongue
When I am loving you,
you betrayed me.
Now, I am hurt,
you started saying "I love you".
And right now you feel that love
that I used to have for you.
I am not like a moon,
when the day comes,
it disappear,
then comes back again at night.
I am a glass, when it's broken,
never comes to its original shape.
The knife when cause me wounds,
it will eventually healed,
but your tongue
is keeping me bleeding.
It will take a century to heal.
When you try to stab me use a blade.
1 Borneo. 240116. 06:03PM.
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