Once in a fairytale,
perhaps love will avail,
thought the girl in kain batik.
A convict to bail
out this peculiar jail,
what glory no one could fake.
Smiling so sweet,
skipped a heart beat,
still loving each single day.
But love begin to haze
to lure a shard blaze,
now everything seems au fait.
Gone are the candy hearts,
left with a thousand darts,
killing every memorable note.
Alas, she's such a card
hurrying for a depart,
oh can she catch the boat?
No comments:
Post a Comment