Nightfly

the sky is still black though you shed tears of blood
maybe it's the best way to keep it like this
but it's a fact of life that must be lived
no matter the moral life roost
the important thing is not growling stomach

the ardent desire as the night wore on
gives a sign it was time for a piece of fortune
whether of sin which he did
whether sacred those who came looking for

not a coincidence that self-esteem should be sealed
in order to survive .. khaylila .. they called it

will regret pobud scary, but all rolling with what the
jingling anklets greet the ears Masher
fat and hairy men ready to pounce like a hungry wolf
fun but a moment
touching but should happen

purpose in life can not be seen in him
of the world turned black as no longer viable
ask forgiveness seemed to be an impossible

enjoy, enjoy and enjoy nightfly
let it all flow, the present into an expectation
let the world know you moan out loud
let the world know the weight of an uncertain life

khaylila they called


By. Julius Sitanggang 

the sky is still black though you shed tears of blood maybe it's the best way to keep it like this but it's a fact of life that must be lived no matter the moral life roost

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