On this night that full of rains,
These scary thoughts of mine came crawling on my mind,
Not the monsters that i afraid,
But the thoughts that can make me wish death.
This riddle that keep playing in my head,
Makes this unknown river falls through my eyes,
The feelings of being lonely still dancing on the stage of mind,
Till the sun rise once again.
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 10:43 AM UTC
On this night that full of rains,
These scary thoughts of mine came crawling on my mind,
Not the monsters that i afraid,
But the thoughts that can make me wish death.
This riddle that keep playing in my head,
Makes this unknown river falls through my eyes,
The feelings of being lonely still dancing on the stage of mind,
Till the sun rise once again.
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