When i'm angry, I cried like hungry bird. π¦ when i'm hungry, My stomach rats cried like hungry bird. π¦π¦ My hungry bird has a relationship with love, Where no one can live without anyone. π¦π¦π¦ So we cried loudly, loudness is filled withΒ Β so much joy. π¦π¦π¦
This poem is based on reality filled with happiness and joy, my and my relationship with hungry words... π¦π¦π¦