U lost...
with the dust on the street
U dissappear...
with the wind blows in the sky
U are away....
with the water flows on the river
without any reason!
without saying goodbye!
without any permission!
without dealing okay!
Then....
when this mouth keeps saying with lie,
when this heart keeps beating with shy,
when this mind keeps dancing with why,
you appear with your sweet tounge, still!
soon..
i dissappear with my tough tounge.......
And....
Game is over, honey!
woooww, , , cool, , , I love this poem, remind me to someone that I love but hate, , hahaha, , , yeah, the game is over! (^_^)
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I would like to translate this poem
If you believe that somebody plays with your feelings, then you must finish the game... Good write... 'dealing okay' comes with time... unfortunately some individuals are expected to be as good as those who have achieved it by years of training...