May the wind turn its season,
May the air blows from left to right
May the time change and;
May your world comes to me.
He stated because he wants me to be.
By his words i was attached,
By his gentle action it's hard to detached,
I held on to him cause he show me zeal,
but I slap into reality that his love is not real.
He ask me to buy this,
He ask me to buy that,
and i was blinded by the truth
that am just his MU,
MU for a purpose.
©abewrites
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