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Sunday, September 14, 2014

How can I tell

How can I inform
What is my form

I was a free bird
Now fall in love
It is like insect
In a spider web

You blinded me
Oh, you cruel lover
Why are you blind
And binding me alive

Now this heart of mine
says only this repeatedly
Please come soon
just once..

Let’s have  talk
about crying moon
from dusk to dawn

and no lust an ounce.

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