i dont care to be a mad,
if ur with me to take care of.
i dont care to die,
if u fill top of my grave with fresh flowers
everyday.
i donno how to express my love,
how to hide my love,
i dont want you to know.
because, thats the only way to
move away from me.
each turn of the street give me
a feeling of your existence.
am expecting to see you on each roads,
each streets.
mad me!
mad you!
I mad for her ; but why I am not made for her - shakespear
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