| I used to keep this shell tight.
From the touch of love I fear Every wall I make a guardian of myself Hope holy until the time later I don’t know what kind of record I avoided? And which dreams do I hate? I’m just not strong enough to dream Being a life in the pulse Why did he come in quiet? If you just put a fairy wound This shell is now becoming weary Seeing a dream that has gone a long way
Author: Susneti Martiani (0800045) Mathematics Education Courses |