Confessing is such a regret,
Every love i want, i didn't get,
Traumatized to confess,
Because I don't want to make a mess
Maybe someday i will try,
To confess without a cry,
But if i lose again,
I will lock my heart in a chain
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tula ata?
PoetryWords that my heart wanted to tell the whole world. Some are prose, and some are Tula ata?
