I finally run with my finger
Breathing without any expectation
That`s you who left me
Beneath hope and meanness
And now I fall
Into the bar of your enchantment
This is not the way you hold me
You drive away
This is not the way you stole my heart
You push me to your cleft
I fell so immortal
I`ll walk I live with my decision
To forget you
Rabu, 14 Januari 2015
Hope Meanness And Decision - Homogenic
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Nagari Tiku
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