An apple on the hands of the witch
Red as the heart is
Fresh as the wound
Mirror on the wall
Staring at another me in the mirror
Staring at the shadow's eyes
Wondering who am I?
The eyes show the pain
The mouth are closed
No voice no smile
But the eyes do talk
You are not your self!
The shadows do tell the truth
The witch comes to help not to kill
Because the real i am is already dead
Sunk in the middle of regrets and fears
Killed by the hope
25 maret 2017
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Ocean Roses
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