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 Apr 2016 Atta
Dorothy Parker
Dear dead Victoria
  Rotted cosily;
In excelsis gloria,
  And R. I. P.

And her shroud was buttoned neat,
  And her bones were clean and round,
And her soul was at her feet
  Like a bishop's marble hound.

Albert lay a-drying,
  Lavishly arrayed,
With his soul out flying
  Where his heart had stayed.

And there's some could tell you what land
  His spirit walks serene
(But I've heard them say in Scotland
  It's never been seen).
 Jan 2016 Atta
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aku iri
 Jan 2016 Atta
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aku iri kepada sang mentari yang dapat kapanpun mengikuti jejak langkah kakimu
aku iri kepada sang rembulan yang menemanimu saat kau tidak dapat terlelap di malam hari
aku iri kepada udara yang kau hirup setiap waktu
aku iri kepada hujan yang membasahi tubuhmu ketika kau merasa sedih
aku iri karena aku tidak pernah bisa ada disampingmu
ketika kau membutuhkanku
padahal, kau selalu ada untukku ketika aku membutuhkanmu. maafkan aku.
 Dec 2015 Atta
Lost love
I love you
 Dec 2015 Atta
Lost love
1000 nights of you
500 days without you
It only took one day to fall in love with you.
Im glad I share it with you.
I love you.
 Oct 2015 Atta
Robert R
catastrophe
 Oct 2015 Atta
Robert R
my hands haven’t
stopped shaking,
since she’s left
she took my soul with her

heartless and numb
cold to the pain
i break my teeth on bottles,
forgetting your name

i want me back,
my peace and my sanity
for all you caused was pain
put a dagger in my chest
and ****** my name

i miss you
i wont lie
my love for you is true
but the pain you left is everlasting
so when i call for you
i find myself, screaming
catastrophe.
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