Sunday, 24 April 2016

Pasrahku



Engkau bagaikan matahari dimalam hari.,
Dan ku hanya bisa pasrah.,
Bagaikan baju, kotor di cuci lalu di bilas di keringkan lalu di jemur
Bahagia kadang aku punya segudang tanya,
Apa itu bahagia,
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