Face
I felt a broken pencil
I felt every colors, churning
I felt the oil, shout
My pulse stopped
Ripped off, illusion
By,
Dita Yuliani
I felt a broken pencil
I felt every colors, churning
I felt the oil, shout
My pulse stopped
Ripped off, illusion
By,
Dita Yuliani
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