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POETRY GIRL HURT

GIRL HURT

For some reason with myself
Confusion as always enveloped
Little hearts big hearts
Not far from feeling it nevertheless

Would not a reasonable man like me
In the age of blossoming like a flower
Get the love and outpouring of something
In order to grow fragrant flowers spread like a beautiful

But ..
Not always in my will
Get what I want rather
I raised myself, like a sweet have a co-wife
But do not get too turned me smile

I requested


Honey ..!
my return
Did not you please, do not you later
dims your heart
Weaken your determination


Honey ..!
your sincerity
Carried by the late Tlah
Rupture did not knit


Honey ..!
Oscillate in the sky
The roar of the wind
Foothold in the land of confusion


Honey ..!
I say this first
Dera try to test it
Ask ..!
how tough
fort soul


White bias in your heart
Unfortunately it's your light ..
My expectations in the subject
Come back dear ..!
world of luxury
Not a poet of love and love
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