away from you
Written on Friday, December 21, 2007 by blognusantara
stooped here
so dark it makes me see things
i see hill on houses...angel beneath...and roar
i hear a roar...where...is it me?
no it's myself
laugh but i am crying inside outside between
pressed... squeezed
run
run away from those thing that creep inside my head
and from you i shall
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Book I Chapter III
