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Jul 2017
Because I’m too cynical,
Love for me is a disturbing thing, very critical
Hanging out like thieves,
Some people tend to misconceive

Lying continuously not to be hurt, how shameful
It’s hard to be bold in that bad condition, be careful
I was about to step backward from a trap called romance,
But you bumped me and that was over, I lost the chance

I can't describe my feelings using words or drawings
Calling you without reason, ended up as a misunderstanding
Telling you trivial jokes,
Causing you to choke

There are many embarrassing moments,
But I'm always getting a nice treatment
So this is love, even though I want this desperately
I can’t have it easily

I should practice how to speak nicely,
Cause there are so many coincidences that was planned accidentally
I already believed in love at first sight,
But the canvas that I tried to erase was ruined before twilight

Even though I open the book again, I'm always on the same page
You made a mark on my life,  feels like I'm on stage
My life is like a made-up fantasy
But before I forget, I was writing about my story without reading a book or a movie.

Eventually, we became nobody
We used to be the closest but I just heard your apology
I shouldn’t loved you reticently
Sadness is overflowing even though I try to accept it bravely

Tell me what is more important, pride or prejudice?
There's nothing wrong in love, but I need justice
People changes as time goes by,
And you already put a period by saying goodbye
Mhica Barrozo
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Mhica Barrozo  16/F/Laguna, Philippines
(16/F/Laguna, Philippines)   
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