'My man'
My man is a flower,
Blooming perfectly in a garden,
I'd count every hour,
Since the day I met him,I've fallen.
My man is a paper,
I would always be his pen,
My heart pounding faster,
Every time I hold his hand.
My man is an ocean,
I would drown and die in,
He is my favourite vision,
My most precious,I couldn't stop staring.
My man is a boy,
Crying over a flying kite,
His heart is one of my toy,
Next to mine,I give a kiss every night.
My man is a sin,
My favourite guilty pleasure,
Heaven isn't just a hint,
But I don't mind to be in hell for sure.
My man is a king,
He rules my heart,
His silence is my scream,
I'd keep as a piece of art.
My man is a baby,
I'd keep him nearer,
I caught him with other lady,
Sorry,I'm their killer.
My man is an ugly crier,
He would only cry a river,
But he's surely a pretty liar,
When he said he'll stay forever.
My man is a mistake,
I'd do without even realise,
Never give and always take,
He manipulated with his lies.
My man is a dead body,
I've killed since he cheated,
I burned his favourite hoodie,
My heart's dead,he has murdered.
tamat.
-2018
