broken things 🌾

i begin to miss this things
when you smile to me at the morning
your wrinkle hand kiss my cheek
just beautiful day.

everything's okay before this little things
when first time i realize depress
your mouth say i'm dog like to be
trap in love and hate

now any second closer to broken things
when i start ready to leave
your face tell me untold pace
where the one i'm belonging?

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