this is for my dear umet..
tall and slim,that's how to recognize her
she's smart and thorough,sometimes a blurr
keep checking her list is what she does
and hell she walks so damn fast
she's a fragile,my flimsy baby
I'm not whole when she's not with me
we always fight and then we cry
we talk with hearts and tell no lie
she can't cook,neither she can sing
but she's really good in listening
she's always there when I'm whining
oh gosh,she's such a darling
p/s: this poem is brought to you,straight from my pure(ak suci murni) heart and love for you.haha
ye ak tau,ak sgtlah mengalahkn org yg kapel.haha
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dey,apa mk komen2 tok?