Heart and trust is getting weak
Eye's are in condition to leak
In Every moment wet is my cheek
To heal me there's no technique
I can't express nor speak
it feels like I'm just hanging on cleek
Now it's my turn
I just wanna say please don't return
Now I want to have fun
Already I have been hurt with word's gun .
I haven't forget we set on bench
of wood, give some
time everything
will get fine well as good.
With a hope I have leaved your lean
In wish of no more pain.
~aluni
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