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Oct 2019
It happens a lot
To me these days
Confused, irritated
In so many ways
Your words, your promises
Won’t match your act
And all I see was
A breach of contract

'I love you', 'I do'
Bulls, bulls and bulls -
Another trash, a lot more too
Is all I ever hear from you

And if we ever
Really end it
Promise me that you'll
Just shut it
For barely words
Came out from you
It only hurts
Cut through and through
12-2-2018
LunaThads
Written by
LunaThads  F/Malaysia
(F/Malaysia)   
104
     --- and Kafka Joint
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