There's no way I can erase all
The description of the nature
A minute determines a smile
The pieces of the sweetest places
I nurture my feeling gradually
The lovely chaser is gone
I hope I knew what it was
Pages of note that stops my steps
Hides my eyes away
At the ground, I've got the silver lock and key
The wind hits my feet
I'm running
Coz I'm catching,
Poems dragged me to witness
A room with no wall
Banda Aceh, Feb 9th 2018
By: Annisa
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