The sand was all over us,
but we never bother
to be distracted;
We builded a home
for the first time,
And the urge of happiness
was unbelievable;
There we believed
It's gonna be for
a long way,
We barged around
about our proud moment
We said it's gonna be the
same house when we grew up;
You might forgot that
it was a promise,
That never granted for us.
~ivy~
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Note To Self
PoetryThere are so much of things and stuffs that we could relate our self with but sometimes we didn't bother to note it and when the time comes we'll be drawn out of clue on what's happening around us. So, note to self is one of the best idea if you lea...