A little story of Annie
A little of Aladdin
What do I have to lose
When the world see love as a bargain

Cry, sorrow, pain, agony
Crowd my heart , a hurtful market
With you, just a little star
Could make again, my heartbeat the fastest

Flashbacks in flashbacks
You said you would come
A boy of 14 kept holding to hopes in a bag pack
I miss the plays under the sun

In my pretence and daydream
We play bodgu-bodgu, tinko-tinko
Come back or from the edge of the world I'll fall
The story of my mother, I'll tell till dawn.

-Penigma


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