Walkaway.

Sinking into the night,

While aruarian dance draws my might,

Oh how gorgeous! Who made this thing you called light!

Not bothering with storytelling,

Surely one might not understand...

Why are the biting, growling and hissing never ends?

Bringing myself to say ‘this is wrong!’

Like a ghost she fades but before long...

A miracle! For I turned saying, “Thanks”

And for that I’ve returned what’s hers,

While surrounded by white glows we called witnesses.

For a moment we looked at each other.

Giving a smile that we both thought

Of having lost forever...

This is our farewell.

Goodbye. J

-2nd March 2009-

Ps: aha! ni gua terjumpa dalam ceruk hard disk. Gua mengaku satu ketika gua mmg jiwang. tamat.