Arham Wiratama Poems

I really love lofi hiphop now, especially when my feeling like... cloudy skies.

My soul is become twilight and your smiles is my sunrise.
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The is no stars i can see in your eyes now
maybe because the sky in your head
become cloudy
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My old man soul: "I don't know, you are so beautiful, but what i see in your deep dark-hazel eyes, i found sadness and i think, you are too much eat sour-emptiness into your heart. Is that possible that you are lonely, dear? "

Someone: "I feel old, but my body is still young. People only care about my cute face, not my marble-soul that really need to be loved. I mean, true love. Not face-cuteness-love that is clearly fake."
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I hope roses bloom in your heart.
And stars shining in your eyes.
Because, o, my dear,
i can't let your tears become
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