The Essence Of C.L.N & The R.O.F

Poem By Instalasi Sastra

Dark and gloomy,
Weird and scary;
I’m probably a little bit crazy,
Cause I’m not an angel or a fairy.

Some people think I’m ugly,
Maybe because they so envy;
Good looking is unworthy,
If the heart is dirty.

My friends think I’m friendly,
While my foe think I’m filthy;
I try to be perfect but is not easy,
I want them to accept me as I am, wisely.

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