What if I were happy
Through everything I did daily?

What if I was laughing yesterday?
Quite be proud through who I am and feel for the day?

What if I make my precious proud of me?
Instead of making him crying through the stuff he sees?

What is the matter with me and my self?
With out my mistake I do able to lose whom I love?

Is this my payment for the sins I have done till yet?
Or a temptation, just my measurement for more cleaness?

Most probably I thought I am unlucky
Which I have seen my heart broken suddenly
Which I have seen my love dyeing early

April 21,2009

Luwi Habte

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