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Dec 2013
another year will pass,
another hour, minute, second,
saved the best for last,
life is but a broken glass

recollecting the pieces,
make sure none misses,
I'll give a thousand kisses,
the cut on your chest

nothing stayed the same,
you remained,
blood still coursing through your vein,
nothing ever; compared to this pain
Be it, love or hate.
Nazihah Bustari
Written by
Nazihah Bustari  Borneo
(Borneo)   
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