One word
A word is scrawled wound
This glass splinters pierced my heart
Really I do not know all this
Behind me ...!! You have stabbed me
You’re good ………! It's not from your heart
Sincerity of my heart! You can’t understand me
You make the dumbest in your heart
Now the knife you stabbed my heart
But I could not!
do not want you it's over
Wherever You're my best friend made
Can’t you understand my situation
Really I do not know
Could it be that the departure was
When all because of it!
A..... I h will be much, do not want to be a barrier.
A word that has you recite
Making I can’t do
Although I always wanted to forget took
But my heart says I can’t beat
Up here! I'm willing to
I have been happy! You make friends
Do not want me to be a thorn in your heart
Let me go ......!
By: Zetro Silaban
Department forestry UNIB
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