When I look at from the varendah
I saw only a green grass floor
on my table full of memoranda
my bed is behind the french door
I am alone standing how lonely!
sure it's not a tranquility
when my room will be homely?
future is unpredictablility
Longing for the day when we can be
marry and having a chat without a pause
while teaseing and tasting one candy
sometime doing a bit of faux pas
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 12:33 PM UTC
When I look at from the varendah
I saw only a green grass floor
on my table full of memoranda
my bed is behind the french door
I am alone standing how lonely!
sure it's not a tranquility
when my room will be homely?
future is unpredictablility
Longing for the day when we can be
marry and having a chat without a pause
while teaseing and tasting one candy
sometime doing a bit of faux pas
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