What hurts the most is a question
I would answer, it hurts the most
When they say he love beautiful girl
He writes a million poem about her
It hurts the most when he smile
Because that smile is never mine
When they say he's still waiting for her
Though she is with another man
It hurts the most when I see him
Because he is in another direction
He hasn't notice my presence
Never known he is my Romeo
It hurts the most cos' of the stain in my heart
Because it cannot be washed
Neither could be cured with medicines
Yet the stain spreads like a venom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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