write and dress up for identity

Senin, 17 Maret 2014

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We are not in the same path.
Yes, we are’nt and we do know it.
We were born in different circumstance.
Yes, we were and we do know it.
We live in dissimilar consideration.
Yes we do, and we do know it.
But, we have agreed in one thing.
We try. Try a try. Both of us.
A holy engagement of passion.
Now it’s disavowed.
By jumping you do, missing hours between us
Different direction you choose.
It lost. No sign. No lips mark from our kisses.
For every breath taken this midnight,
Perspiration gushing on my skin
You’re such an afflictive little bastard.


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