A tiny guts

Holding into that

i choose to enter in,

with tiny guts

i came with her.

Everything was planned,

as it was her b’day which we celebrate, with my clan,

Heart shaped baloons, covers that block,

but i was looking, towards the clock.

sat together with great mood,

but the candle fell on the wood.

fortunately i was blessed,

as i have a glass of water, on my hand rest.

it was a so called friendly date,

but still I remember those in my chest.


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