💜💜  Leaving school

 

You can see Cinnamon Lake

   Kusum is full

  On the way to school

  We were empty alone

  White wavy gown

  The tape was lonely

  The smell of electricity

  Tears were shed today

  Over eleven

  A year has passed since school

  Words tremble at the laughter

  Close to the brothers in the classroom

  The boiling time is over and separated

  Pile of stuffed books

  Scattered in ten hands ..

  All of the desks

  Iki is broken and alone ..

  Were small children

  The hour is over.

  I had to say goodbye

  Tears in my eyes ...