#poeutry

I blink tears Although stabbing the body soul Menyayat nyayat hati Gnawing dirt off For the sake of cleaning the liver ... This conscious sacrifice Tuk khalik offerings Bruised blood in the flesh Surviving

She came again and filled in, after going for no reason. then come back with many reasons, I hear a lot of sorry words from him but fake Shortness and injury in his heart I can hear I know right now his