But not to hurt people like you
To accept trust of my love;
How she refuses
I make excuse.
Pour out tears my eyes
And my sister asks, ”why?”
No longer happiness amuses
I make excuses
Smiling world enjoy and cry
“Rejoice and cheers”
for me do not hold any usage
And once more,
I make excuses.
such a sweet poem
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ReplyDeleteGREAT POEM! its about your real life?
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