It’s getting twisted, love and hate,
Our beautiful memories,
Are dyed in white,
Fading bit by bit.
They get deeper each day, calm down
The wounds made of words,
And my heart burnt black, where is love?
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Nak Luah
PoetryLuah dalam ayat orang malas baca sebab panjang jadi aku singkatkan dalam bentuk puisi atau ayat pendek. Enjoy reading!
