these scattered memories of
glittering lies and love
though hardened in the rainy night
won't a second leave from my sight
whispering breeze and my trembling heart
and mourning smiles on scrambled cards
are defragmented at the opening of the dawn
a suffocating breath when the day is born
Jogja, 23 Oct 2016
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