Wednesday 3 July 2013

#POEM -2nd#


**SAD STORY**

It was Saturday at Sunday 2 pm Cafe
When we had our last day
We talked, ate, drunk, smiled 
yet I was teary-eyed

Got to organize myself
I thought I needed a help
Afraid to share my feelings
Deep inside I am bleeding

How can I tell you
I'm feeling something blue
I don't want to let you know
For I might bother you

I wish my problems gone
So I can smile again
When all this is done
I know you'll still be my friend.


- original piece by: stefansecz

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