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Aug 2014
She's trying hard to annoy me,
Trying hard to destroy me,
Trying so hard to get rid of me
Trying hard to distort me,
But, guess what? I didn't even notice

She's using her tantrums,
But,still using her charms,
Covering her smiles with those,grimase and frowns
She tried not talking to me for three days,
Guess what? I'm still amazed

She keeps on saying,I'm useless
She keeps on saying I'm ruthless
She keeps on telling me I's stupid
But I'm still the one who brings food here

It stopped for a moment ,
Maybe she taking a rest
A quick nap to avenge her stress
I went to check on her,
But she wasn't there

I went out to call for her
But, I think she doesn't care
I went out to look for her
And I thought this isn't fair
Until I saw her lying on that third stair

She bathing in cherry juice,
And I'm sure, she is unconscious
I held her on my arms and tried to stare
But I can't stand her ,
Being like dead,
unfinished
Written by
Lord Daryll Angeles  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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