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May 2015
Some days he puts off the torch
And pushes me down the pit
Where I cannot seem to
Reach out for him
Then he runs so fast
When I am off guard and
All I can do is
Nothing
But to stay still
~
Some days he opens his eyelids
And shows me his heart
Like curtain in the morning
Sheds sunrise to the dark
Then he let me left my lipstick stain
On his cheek, creating chain
As we dance on "What If" refrain
Where the bad days
Don't make sense
And the good ones
Can never end
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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