What another morning mood
What the dysfunctional atmosphere
Our dining table is quieter than usual
I know this is not accident
I'm innocent in this situation
Did my father desperately wanted a daughter?
Are my twin and I a bother?
I'm don't feel the home anymore
Please take me back to somewhere I belong
Maybe the best place is womb.
No one here needs another sibling
Stop dad! This is not our belief
You just broke your own defences
Your sons always stick to their trademark
You just make me think you're garbage
Till' your turn in the grave.
Wish I could turn back the hours -
Tell her the onion that I heard -
So my mom could stop his desire.
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Puisi ح
PoetryMelayu: Ini adalah mahakarya puisiku yang mempunyai pelbagai perspektif tersendiri. Bacalah jika kamu mahu, menyembaralah dalam imaginasi kerana hanya kita yang paling memahami. English: Hi my different reader, my second book of poem is ready to bre...
