#Poem
War cry
Migom Pegu
Apr 27, 2017 • 1 min read
With the color of blood,
You've armed your lips.
Kiss you,
I want to.
To steal the gold,
Your nectar skin drips.
March ahead lover -
A battle has start.
With a war cry,
Of a madman's heart.
#Poem
Migom Pegu
Apr 27, 2017 • 1 min read
With the color of blood,
You've armed your lips.
Kiss you,
I want to.
To steal the gold,
Your nectar skin drips.
March ahead lover -
A battle has start.
With a war cry,
Of a madman's heart.