The world
seemed too small
No cloud
ever gather to shower
No green
grass was seen
Only dry
mentality of thee
No six in
the dice anymore
Did you say
its over?
If that
wasn’t the victim
Death
deserve me or
I committed
the most crime.
Did I ever
love?
Were we in
love indeed?
Just like
that?
Slowly the
diversity knock it off
No worthness
was felt again
Yet disaster
management was suppose
To do best
of brain settlement.
Slowly face
was watered with tears.
What is love
exactly?
Twenty
minutes it was burning
But ashes
were found no so long.
The world
prove itself very
Practical
towards me.
If that wasn’t
love surely
Love never
exists in this world.
Why love
hurt so much?