Minggu, 12 Februari 2012

Tears on The Forth Day


I'm not so sure that we are really departed

And I never care the existence of others

It is a circle of me only me

First day seems like easy

Feels like you are away for a toilet business

A second runs so fast without my notice

Second days time goes slower

The absence of you touches my awareness

Those voices for an important calls echoing

Third day here comes emptiness

Surounded by confusions

Silence is my forever friend

Forth Day is the collapsed of fort

When Privacy now is called lonely

For sure I need a companion here

:Tears like a dew of my heart




banjarmasin,

19 Januari 2012 pukul 23:07


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