Saturday, June 4, 2016

The Sound Of My Life
Good season, a good time
I had forgotten, always negligent
Not remembered, in the happy
Provide umbrellas, shelter
Feel the heat, not the limp

I do not remember, whispered the spirit
Season already, restless world
Hearts moved ,want to worship

Wanted hood, haven
But what about to say
The door is already closed sheer
Although the soul cry complain
I may not be able to take shelter
liver was upset , always regret
 
by Ika Agus
Rizkiani



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