I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests. -Pablo Neruda

Selasa, 22 Maret 2011

Medical







I need some medicine...take me to doctor!
My brain was pain and my heart was crumbled into thousand pieces...
I never clearly feels the air or touch...
I've numb!
Please...take me to doctor!
I need some medical attention!

PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!

Sound of screaming by :
-Yura Ananta Darussalam-





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