Saturday, April 9, 2016



She love the sun but hate the night,
She want the stars but forget about the moon,
She enjoy being in love,
But hated the pain.

She said she was destroy but why she still breathing?
She said she push him away but always came back with the same story,
She wrote thousand times,
the same from thousand years back,

She didn't see luck on her side,
She push too much,
She suffocated,
Some were left overdose,
Some died with bullet holes.

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