The full version ( i call it Love, Tears, Part and Fears of a family)

This is the full version to the gift for the exco made by ain and me.
This is also for those that did not get the chance to read it.
Enjoy it yeah. Its not perfect but plz do tell if u like /love it.
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Years in exco proved beneficial
Brothers were made, Sisters were introduced
Leaders were mould,Followers could lead
The time has come we lead our own lyfes.

A family was made after a fateful separation
A legacy lives on though the previous were not forgotten
New dramas came up over-riding the old one.
New friendship bonded with old ones.

Its sad to leave but fate decides
Its time to move on though the heart says no
Passing on is hard but its time to leave
Being apart is painful but the bond stays truthful

Losing people is part and parcel of life
Gaining others is advantages of losing one.
Sorry may seem the hardest word
But lets apologize before it was ever too late.

With this poetry came my tears
A pain to leave but never to stay.
A heart so painful yet so truthful
A family so bonded but yet to be parted.

Its a pain to leave my family
But its much more painful to stay
and not be a part of it
I guess its time for me to move on

Sorry may seem the hardest word
But I'm sorry for those hurtful things i did
I'm sorry too for being bad at tymes
And also when i made a hurtful decision for your better-ness.
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On May 2007, a new family was made
With the old one just parted
A new legacy has just started
An untold legend is yet to unfold

Din was made to mainly lead
With Yus and Faan as his sidekicks
Nani and Syak was to record our minutes
With Mahirah becoming our chetti

Wan and Yan was to clean mls
Wak and Azlin was to care for everyone
Su and Zureen was to cultivate some cultures
Ain and Rohani was to relate to public

14 of us were to fight our fears
Each mainly new to its desires
With all the coming challenges
We hold our heads up high and say "Mls coming through"

Bowling being the first fight
Breaking friendship making families
The real side of people were seen
All the hidden leadership were shown

A successful yet failure event to be truthful
A start to an effort to save cost
Ending up to be a lost instead
However with a lost came our famous name

However bad that may be,
Our names at last were being known
From North to south, East to west
Finally known was our name to others.

YIC was another start of a great bond
Recognising each other's talents and weaknesses
Repenting together in hopes of acceptance
Fighting together to obtain forgiveness

Iftar was a major success
Lead by a potential leader
With people coming from afar
Recognising us like we were old frens

Raya 07 was full of memories
Where we share our joys
And cried for forgiveness
It was time to part with an old family

Muzikarama came with which we fought
With all our might with money and all
Being transparent was a lesson learnt by many
To hold the bond between us family.

We don't exist as one but actually as many
With one we are actually nothing
With everyone we are warriors
Fighting together to win this war

I-kem came with many obstacles
And yet, we hold and fight with tears
Friendship were broken and yet remade.
Truth were known with past miseries

AGM 08 has finally come.
Its time to meet and say goodbye
Being replace with others so new
Its time to write another legacy

A final chapter to an old series
With it comes a new story
Full of action, full of tears
So for now we shall close the covers
To an old book we name SPMLS.

A wise leader once told us.
Blessings of God comes from the Unity of its people.
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