Memories are like disturber birds
in the middle of wet rice field
Sometimes those are beautiful, indescribable,
flies smoothly here and there
But sometimes those are painful,
irresistible, steal rice plant in my heart
Memories are you, who is smile in far away
Once upon a time rain storm and dry be beautiful
Morning lonely and dark night be eminent
Memories are you, who cry in my chest
Dissolve me in ocean of love never end
Scoop me in full embrace and never wanna lost
Memories are you in the middle of wet rice field
Today be this blog, my disturber birds, I catch one by one
Be chain words and I flie to the illusion world
But as a piece of rice plant in myself has been stolen
In Indonesian : Kenangan adalah burung pipit dan Kau
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“PiS June 2011”
“Ring road in the morning shine”
alice pngen .....
Jun 28, 2011 @ 04:04:26
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