As the evening wound present ..
Offended by my sense of
As the evening wound present ..
Hatipun moans echoed ..
Given all the past memories ..
If tak’ku revealed to him ..
When I knew him ..
About perasa’anku him ..
Maybe I tak’kan wobbly ..
Offended by my own taste ..
Thus decompose these tears ..
I want you to know ..
Only yourself … Only love ..
That will always adorn loneliness ..
Although you’re not coming back .. For me ..
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