August 10, 2012

Could

I simply love a beam
stored in a white sheet
neatly arranged in the liver
and in crushed like crap .....

now .....
I can merasan ...
The heart is absolutely scandalous
filled with love farce

when all exposed
dadapun broken into pieces
would I survive
here .....
in my white sheets are increasingly memburam

Know ......
I'm really fed up with this charade
I play an increasingly squeeze
to invite my soul depart in arrogance .....