Once a year,
What a big surprise day.
Everyone hype up when it comes to their birthday,
The present,
The wishes,
All the good things happen.
But somehow,
There will always be something wrong on my birthday.
It is unlucky day.
Not a big day at all.
So tell me,
How can I love myself when everyone keep blaming on me.
Even it's should be happiest day to a normal being ?
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Kata² Yang Hilang Di Langit
De TodoAntagonis di dalam karya sendiri. Puisi / poem yang aku reka sendiri dari kata-kata yang tersekat di skala enam dalam akal. Update : I do still write. I'm back haha
