Aug 2015
You are the bee
And I am the flower.
You cling, and sipped
My nectar.
Sweet that is bitter.
Because with no words,
You just left.
And I am the flower.
You cling, and sipped
My nectar.
Sweet that is bitter.
Because with no words,
You just left.
(Mnl, PH)
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