if we put the blame on someone we love
for denial of what we did
and try to fight for own secure
and own right caused of betrayed
which actually totally wrong
what could it be?
try to cheat our heart only for our slightly happiness
and jeopardy our home which already build
from our own flesh blood
and leave all good memories behind
only for intruder who comes as shadow
in the name of affairs...and lust
what's good on that? ?
is it worth? shouldn't we thinking thousand times
before drawn into crowded
and cannot turn back the time
what a pity....
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