To A Lost Companion - Poem by Instalasi Sastra
What wrong in being nice and friendly,
And try to seek a thousand companion;
When I saw thee, I saw my companion ungainly,
Where I laid my story, my laugh, my tears and my compassion.
But thou strayed deep in the abyss of prejudice,
And think as if I’m an evil dressed in human;
Too much prejudice shallow thy mind to cradle in vice,
A restless soul thou will be in a flesh of human
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