Thursday, February 13, 2014

On My Bed

This feeling makes me like this
Like a child can't stop biting candies
Even sweet, it brings few bad things
Some are colorful, but will be disappear soon
For the word of love
You broke my heart but I don't care
Once, twice, hope is fallen and rose again
While ago

Tears dropped and dried on cheeks
Days by days
It goes stronger

(Jakarta, in the end day of February 13, 2014)

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