sour love finally falls into pieces with the emerging feeling of freedom


*As free as a bird*

*
The rose is blue
my heart is true
I have no clue
what happen 2 you
**
The cloud comes by
Just make you cry
till the tears dry
yet, don't give up 2 try
***
The sunshine fades away
No more light comes by
The desire to say good bye
till the enlightenment today
****
The feeling is free
To climbing up the tree
No desire 2 find three
Yet 2 find one who's agree.






Poetry by syarifah nur
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Written on 2011-12-22 at 09:47

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