We ran, we walked
Held hands, talked life.
Soft mocked love words.
We felt the words,
Of the birds song.
Words heard and sang.
Love songs we sang.
The phone rang; hi
Heard bang; no sound.
Fear of the sound,
Home ward bound; shook.
folks round by her.
Shocked I saw her.
Cop words slur, heard.
Life blurs, they’ve sinned.
Rot for you’ve sinned!
Now back friend, see
He grins, he’s changed.
Love thoughts, he changed.
shots close range; yikes!
He’s strange, I run.
gone, I did run.
He‘s no fun; freed.
Act one, we‘re done.
Twinklewriter 2007
(Burmese form)
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