I said that love can be hurt
Then I contemplate my word,
I was born with it,
I'm here because of it
I'm writing a love poetry
I dreamt of pursuing my dreamy love story
The special one
It desires by anyone
What is true love?
I admitted I'm being loved
I'm grateful for all
The writing on the wall
HE love me and bestow me all
The yearning and call
Then I contemplate my word,
I was born with it,
I'm here because of it
I'm writing a love poetry
I dreamt of pursuing my dreamy love story
The special one
It desires by anyone
What is true love?
I admitted I'm being loved
I'm grateful for all
The writing on the wall
HE love me and bestow me all
The yearning and call
By Annisa
Banda Aceh,
November 14th, 2017
Banda Aceh,
November 14th, 2017
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