maria sudibyo

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Sense of Honesty


I just need to breathe
Feeling free to inhale
Not disturb by
The smoke, the tense
Or even my own heart beat

I just need to hear
What it’s all meaning
Not closed by
The fear, the lie
Or confusing memory

I just need to touch
And burning in love
Not distant by
The pride, coldness
Or unsupported destiny

I just need to see
Deep inside of me
Not clouded by
The failure, denial
Or even complimentary

I just need to taste
The sweetness of dream
Not sour by
Reality, misery
Or some shallow controversy

Submitted: Monday, October 10, 2011
Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011

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