Kaede Rirunaru (I'm not already dead.. my birth, Desember,15,1990 / Surabaya, Indonesia)
Biography of Kaede Rirunaru
Kaede Rirunaru Poems
Just Until Midnight
Beautiful Girl in the Ball, tell the Prince: 'When I wear my mask, You keep your eyes on me,
If the night not came too fast, And the life can ruled by myself, I want to feedback, So I can know more 'bout you,
Slow Down, Baby
I don't know why you smiling, In this shining morning, Then you ask me for drinking, And both of us order Darjeeling,
I always lie, Lie about my home, Lie about my insanity, I always being alone for all this year, Don't know why, no one can't bring me home,
Such A Fool Questions
Why I'm so lazy go to school, Only just stare at my book, Won't to seek and look around, The world exam I can't do,
Devil May Cry
Once, Human and Devil live in the same shadow, Turn off all the light in the town, And saw the sun rises and down, When the darkness and light become one,
Someone Inside Me
I looked to the mirror, It still me, only me, Not young, not old, Just always be me..
From a land of sand arise two kinds of warrior... A vagabonds leading into the same phenomenon... Pass through up hill and down dale... Crushing every stones hanging from fountains...
Confession Of The Broken Heart
What can I expect? You never look at me for sure, , You never recall my name, my message, , Or I just loose my hope?
When the rain, falling... It touch my nose near... I began wondering... Why it can be so sparkling...
The Man I Looked At
When I stand in front of the door, Then saw the party was done, I found you sat on the stone, Just dream in on and alone, , ,
Long Time You'Ve Left
You think my heart is now... Still like you wish, And you can jump on, Like you can hold on it's to be yours,
At The Beginning
I met you, at the beginning, Just dreaming, where I must go on, And you always remind me, This road not always go on like what I want,
Life Is Like A Boat
Life is like a boat, It show by the wind, and flow through the water, Fight storm and hold on to the sun..
Where It Goes?
I feel strange,
When I try to pitch your phone number,
I feel like stoped by something,
When I get you called me,
Oh my, where it goes?
The feel that I had?
Oh my, where it gone?
Strange like strangers..