Nostalgia Fruits

Nostalgia Fruits

Some creature so careless
they unable to define love
only hovers and sing
the song of divine love

when the soul got sad
they beg greedily glad
and when they ascertain
kick the love with bat

their dramatic weeping
and false pretending
flowery mind dares
to wipe their tears

it ruin the flowery mind
the creature never care
leave alone in solitude
to live in nostalgia fruits

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