Silence, Sepi & Poetry
If I'm Dead Later

If I die later

I want them to read the writing I have written

About the muddy at night

About the bathin that is scratched endless

If I die later

Have I been made into their joke

If I die later

Is there a longing that covers their hearts

If I die later

The sadness they feel

If I die later

For the heart that is feeling sore, for the memories that are very bitter and for the longing that was buried, may all be healed quickly and quickly melted.😊

Passion for you to carry out their activities, may you like my simple poetry huh hehe.

One more thing, I'm a guy ya not a girl wkwk ntar in think girls again.

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Let me be more excited don't forget the vote, guys

Eitss do not forget also for his comments and suggestions huh hehe