LAST LOVE
BY LOVINA CHOIRUNISA
WHEN THE MOON GETS DARK
I WAITING FOR YOU TO COME
JUST LET YOU KNOW
YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE
I’M SITTING HERE IN DARK
BUT YOU PUSH ME DOWN TO THE GROUND
YOU GONE LIKE WIND
AND LET ME CRY ABOUT MY MINE
I’M DYING ABOUT MY LIFE
AND WANTED YOU TO COME ALIVE
I LET YOU GO WITH MY HEART
AND I WILL COME TO YOU AS SOON AS I
DIED
what do you think? is that a poem or poetry?
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