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iv.

ANOTHER PICTURE

I thought it's a promise that would be kept,

until everything goes down, the world goes end.

alone in a corner, there I wept,

looking at the broken promise with nothing left in hand.

I thought what we had is for forever,

through the challenges we passed with each other.

we made a promise for all I remember,

that no one would leave in our darkest hours.

tik tok, the clock ticks by,

nothing but this friendship only in mind, 

your presence, away— there it fly,

realizing you've all left me behind.

maybe the years that we all had,

isn't enough for our relationship to e in lock,

all what's left for me to do is to cry blood,

but it won't still make you all come back.

if I could only do it in my way,

I would pull you all back on bay,

and continue just like the good old days,

but you're just another picture to stay.

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this would be my entry for our English week's poem making. yay or nay?