Hit me bunch of displeasure,
I possess my colour.
Say i'm weirdly unlovable
I standstill at your nowhere.
Only converge will i beyond my feel.
Within those meant for me at will.
You don't need to get what seems gloomy dark.
My course is perpetual.
My ticking chances are slowly running out.
Some encouraging along my stream live in peaceful wishes.
Cause I am their longing shadow.
They are as well the inhabitant of my fragile recess.
I'm treading the history of tomorrow.
A story to enjoy indefinitely.
About to live once more...
Ridden by the taste of ordinals.
But i shrilled for my splitted soul.
I couldn't help no more.
M. Nurul Hidayat
October 2nd, 2019
I possess my colour.
Say i'm weirdly unlovable
I standstill at your nowhere.
Only converge will i beyond my feel.
Within those meant for me at will.
You don't need to get what seems gloomy dark.
My course is perpetual.
My ticking chances are slowly running out.
Some encouraging along my stream live in peaceful wishes.
Cause I am their longing shadow.
They are as well the inhabitant of my fragile recess.
I'm treading the history of tomorrow.
A story to enjoy indefinitely.
About to live once more...
Ridden by the taste of ordinals.
But i shrilled for my splitted soul.
I couldn't help no more.
M. Nurul Hidayat
October 2nd, 2019
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