Maybe i'll hate you later.. puisi sok english CMIIW

When i feel your words are not pleasant to hear no more. When our bond is already too tight, then our thorn begin pricking each other. When suspicion has been spoken, they'll clashes as if they're unstoppable blades who thirsty carving wounds all over our heart. When I and you too damn fond to each other, we tend too make sure we're at right place by examining our loves with Hates and anger..

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