In that horrible breath,
you whispered those yearn to fight the death,
but how you could do that,
if you didn't have anything left?
You told me how much you want to stay,
and you didn't want to leave me anyway,
with that totally stupid wish,
that the pain would be gone and God would send you a big kiss.
But in the end,
I just saw the gravestone with your name,
and it was amazing to feel the natural,
of losing my soul in the damn funeral.
3 September 2018
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
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PoesiaKamu, aku, dan dunia ini, kita datang lalu pergi, iringi masa bersama sunyi, dalam juita yang pegari dan tak lagi. Akankah sang asa abadi, dapat jadi lebih dari, sekadar khayali?
