Let me tell you a story
This is reality
This isn't sweet revenge
For you, this is the fate
Long wait
Long silence
Much pains
Much patient
Her thought is empty
Her body seems so weak
The broken glasses hittin'
From very old memory
When she found him
She's barely dying
But she keep believing
Then she said
'Cause I'll do
I'll do to love
I'll do
I'll do to love. . . You
-Dby-
Thursday, January 12th, 2017
Note :
This poem dadicated to myA
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