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Jan 2014
There was once a bitter man
Who walked through the rain
He had put on his coat
Walking with all of the pain
He lit a cigarette and walked
He had given a thought
Why was he stupid and naive
Letting the girl walk and leave
Left his heart empty
He didn't know what to do
He had no direction nor clue
He took out a gun
Pointed at his beating heart
He remembered how it start
She had text him
Saying that she had to leave
That was what he had receive
He was left confused
He went straight to the girl
Tell her that she was his world
She didn't seem to care
He tried to make things better
He tried but he can't forget her
He hold on to the trigger
He knew that this was the end
He wanted to end the bitter pain
So he pulled the trigger
Blood run down from his body
A life lost in the heart of the city
His body lay in the street
In the busy midnight roar city
No one paid attention at all
Not a single person gave pity
On his little broken fragile soul
Shah Ahmed Farouq
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Shah Ahmed Farouq  27/M/Kuching City
(27/M/Kuching City)   
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