my through heavy breathing

all still clot in my chest
stored along with my heavy breathing noise
reserving a million tender
as harmless I sink my taste
all still clot in my chest
never knowing when it’s over ….
in the meantime ..
I feel
my time line closer

My dream was so far away
My expectation was getting blurred
I was brittle even though I never feel tired
I do not want to sway even lost my way
though I continue to run
between life and death

by…Mahfudz Rianto
semarang…still beetween life and death..2012

Updated: February 17, 2012 — 2:34 pm

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