She plucked hibiscus flower
And put it on her ear,
She laugh boisterously and
Even dance with the raindrops.
But dear, have you seen the sadness tucked in her eyes?
πππππππ ππππ πππππ πππππ,
ππππππππππ πππππ πππππ
,
πππππππ π ππππππ
πππππ πππ
ππππππ πππ ππππππππ.
In the deep of night,
You'll see the brightest star
βher teary eyes,
Wounded by her subtle battle.
βππππππ π.
spring m. is simply my pseudonym.