
Go, no need to accompany
I'm a lonely lover
Who seek a quiet place
Your misses will be answered
With a piece of unrequited paper
Let it be, a cup of coffee accompanies the sad
Leaving and taking off no longer
Not among us intentionally
But the universe asks
Beach splashing implies the song of the past
Which I often spend the night with
It's over here in this town
Slowly forget the hope that is falling
Don't blame the cruel universe
The universe has given an answer
For the heart that is feeling sore, for the memories that are very bitter and for the longing that was buried, may all be healed quickly and quickly melted.😊
Passion for you to carry out their activities, may you like my simple poetry huh hehe.
One more thing, I'm a guy ya not a girl wkwk ntar in think girls again.
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