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oh hey!
I suddenly realised that i haven't posted my poem.
Well. I can't say that its
MY
poem.
Well, pretty much regretfully, this poem is edited from what YingXuan lent me to... Look through. Hahs! Thanks again here!!

So here's the poem.

The Times

Was there friendship, was there fun?
I never knew until that time.

Those were the times when we
Cycle up and down the hills,
Screaming at the top of our lungs,
Declaring that we are young.

Cars swish, horns honk,
None of us cared as we had fun.

Those were the times when we would
Link our arms, walk with the rain,
Played with the puddles resting on the lane.

Bells rang, teachers screamed,
We don’t cared
Fun was there.

The time we spent
Cried over each other’s heartache,
Mended each other’s broken hearts.

Heart shattered, tears streamed,
None of us cared as we had fun.

Life was more than black and white,
Where tears and joys made our life.
Those were the times
In my mind.


Not bad hor. NOT BAD OKAY. Well, it was edited anyways. HAHA. Credits goes to yingxuan. So hey. I'm ending it here. Tired!!! T.T