Last Time Where I Meet Thee - Poem by William Miftah
Last time where I meet thee
Remember, where it supposed to be?
A room where we gloomy
Teardrops, oh, it was so creepy
But who was that, in front of me?
In a graceful veil as a luxury
Smiled that it's eyes were so shinny
Ah, it was you, yellow, dark like honey
It was not hard to say 'I'm sorry'
but what could I do, so you could forgive me?
Then I heard it from your lips, sincerely!
What a shame, no, but me!
Then what was make me do crazy?
Don't tell, what I ever say thee
Once, a line that apart us, unfortunately
Ah, I don't want to write this part of me
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