I pour my feelings
In a letter
Written with full color
For her to always remember
I sprinkle my feelings
In an image
I made it with a sense
For her to always remember
I don’t want this day …
Passed quickly
I don’t want this day …
Disappeared without a meaning
Early has become final
Smile has become cry
Time has become a memory
November sadnes begins...
*this poetry special for my new friend from singapore that sometime ago visited my school*
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