Rabu, 13 Juli 2011

Thee burnt jealous

jealousy, burning you, you know. fire, make love to dust
was sliced ​​cuts, along the lines of fate, past or future need you to interval between visitsin the sky remote, fragile paradise in the chest

may want you to spell the stars of maps, zodiac or shio, Jogja birth, scratch the handline, matchmaking, love, death

then you ask, what fault? gazing at the sky without winking. looked angry at the will offate.

everything is secret, everything is a question mark, answer only the terminal temporarilystops

good night, the sky is empty never answer, just silence and  starlight, in the distance

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