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Ada indah di balik kata-kata.
Tak perlu langsung tersurat,
Kata-kata pun bisa dirasa.
Bukan untuk mencari mata,
Hanya untuk sekedar bercerita
A quite amusing game for some people
But do you ever think about a life of a jenga tower?
People build it up just to take a piece of it one by one
They slowly pull the piece just to see it tore apart
It keeps holding on, even when people took every piece of it
Until it can’t hold it anymore
When it’s finally break down, everybody’s laughing
The sun kissed you before me
Because you’re up high on a mountain
And I’m down here ona valley
.
For whatever sins I did
They cost my consciousness
To lost my sanity
Knock knock
I’m here
It’s been a while
5 years to be exact
Still waiting the right time
For you to let me in

Still wondering tho,
You invited anyone else but me,
Maybe if I keep knocking
One day
Maybe one day
You let me in
Hopefully you’ll let me stay

I’ll keep knocking,
Till my knuckles feel nothing
And my heart ready to knock other door
A haunted heart
A tired mind
A restless body

Could life would ever give me a break?
Cause this anxiety speaks to me again
“Hello You”
A ghost from my past came by,
Stole my kiss,
Stole my hug,
Stole my heart,

My little casper.
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