Silence, Sepi & Poetry

Silence, Sepi & Poetry
Not the Cruel Universe


Go, no need to accompany


I'm a lonely lover


Who seek a quiet place


Your misses will be answered


With a piece of unrequited paper


Let it be, a cup of coffee accompanies the sad


Leaving and taking off no longer


Not among us intentionally


But the universe asks


Beach splashing implies the song of the past


Which I often spend the night with


It's over here in this town


Slowly forget the hope that is falling


Don't blame the cruel universe


The universe has given an answer



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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