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Aku mendapati aku tidak lagi melukis.
cat-cat terbungkus dalam kotak. menghilangkan warna-warni dari ada.
Sa. Dulu hidup itu indah.
Tapi sekarang aku takut membunuh orang.
Seperti mimpi yang terbangun lalu bangun tetapi tetap bermimpi.
Tanganku seharusnya menggenggam kuas. Bukan pisau
Dan warna merah ditanganku seharusnya bukan darah.
x.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
ifbloodisthethickest.
and i wonder what makes us so weak.
what makes us cry.
sad.
lost.
is it too hard to hold on. is it to hard to move on.
aunt, uncle, mom, and now u bro.
how come we aren't like any other normal family.
how come we gave up easily.
...
i hope you fight the fight.
and i.
will.
try.
to.
stay.
sane.
what makes us cry.
sad.
lost.
is it too hard to hold on. is it to hard to move on.
aunt, uncle, mom, and now u bro.
how come we aren't like any other normal family.
how come we gave up easily.
...
i hope you fight the fight.
and i.
will.
try.
to.
stay.
sane.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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