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it all started when i said "i’ll have her"
over a cloudy five in the afternoon,
friday, near the gate where she always sits.
no name, no number… but she was a beam of light.
.
over the periods of bells and timers,
i would always see her, passing by me,
just like a sand through my finger.
and i let her pass without touching.
.
after a period of calendar sheets by sheets,
things became dark, the thought of her grows.
she never lets me go, in my dreams, and in reality.
i had to let go, face this menace and let her know.
.
the stroke of luck hit the right spot of timing,
where i always thought that she will be a dream,
she noticed me, with a single poem i written.
over the days of september,she is all that i remember.
.
the days of sweet romance is fallacy to be called forever,
on the end days of summer she was slowly slipping,
from the hands she used to hold,
and my knees just began to fold…and life is cold.
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-darkmau
MALAYA!
