Treasure Island

Kaede Rirunaru

(I'm not already dead.. my birth, Desember,15,1990 / Surabaya, Indonesia)

Once Again


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,

But what I'm done, loose chance to come closer,
Why I'm not doing right?
I'm hid, , I'm shame, , I cried, ,
I'm just regretted, , ,

If the world was a small city,
And you're not just one,
I can found you everywhere,
And to saw you one more time,

But what I'm hope, It's just a empty space,
Why I'm not asked to you?
'Where you belong in this big town? '
'When we will meet again? '

It's not what I'm dreamin on,
And It can't move like I wish,
So why...

Why I'm blamin on the night? !
How can I don't have that courage? !
That's all my mistake,
Please once again, , ,

If I have just one more day,
And the moon were dance,
Then the light was so glance,
May I meet you again, and smile...



Note: This poem is for 'S****r', I write this down because I know
my friend (except friends in PH) will never read this poem,
so, I made this one..

Submitted: Monday, December 01, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, December 03, 2008

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