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An open letter

 

He was fine until this day
But never knew it would have pay
All his happiness and plan to saved
All his joy will end up grey

Days that he would commit with
Plans that he could have submitted
Now his face looks drown
On the other side of sea of sound
With no one else to be with
With no one else to clear it

He may seem so normal
Act like everybody else
But deep inside
His heart is half as melt
Like a bottle on a balcony
His heart is half as drenched
 
He was afraid to sit and wait
He was afraid to fall in fate
And never knew he can be thru
To something he doesn't imagine he would have grew 

And how can he surpass
The feeling of loneliness in past
How can he surpass
What he was on he's past 

He said he would never loved again
He said he would never treat someone like a gem

Is he right to never love?
Is he right to never have?
Someone good to be true
Someone good within you

But I guess he was just too broke
To say this words and stoke
His anger all in here
His anger all for real

Let his anger past
Let his words last
To see if he said it true
To see if he would knew
That love would be his happy ending
On this world that keeps on going 

◄ The writer

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