MY HELLO
He was so broken, pissed to hear so many sad words spoken, Sitting next to a silent river, In coldness that made him shiver, His eyes of a little Prince, Puzzled like a player of chess. I wanted to make him my hello, to take away all his pain, tears all over his face, I came at the right time, When he needed my embrace. I intented not to make him a play ground. I wanted to show him that true love is found. I wanted to make him my hello again. I just wanted to make him my hello again. (Real love is consistent, not convenient.
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