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Nov 2013
I'm like a bad
haircut
I'm like a cold coffee
you spilled
I'm the maggot
to your garbage
I'm the parasite
to your plant
I'm the tears
to your sadness.

Here I am
every single thing
I do
always makes you
suffer
more
even more

I really wished that
one day
I will be diamond
to your crown
cure
to all of your diseases
genie
to all of your
wishes

I'm sorry
I'm not perfect enough
to make us
perfect
together.


November 26th 2013, 8:33 a.m
Shafira
Written by
Shafira  28/F/Jakarta
(28/F/Jakarta)   
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