Thursday 14 November 2013

Cry.

Sweet like honey drops,
Bitter like long black.
Innocence was stolen away,
But happiness goes on.

Build a tall wall,
Show the ugly side,
Protect one self strong,
Be selfish and heartless. 

Find the right one,
Else the wrong shall.
Don't have the will,
Build a wall again.

Lock the rose away,
For she can't love,
Longing for the one,
To cry with her.  

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