i love my parents

because of the fragility of whether
until I could just cry
because too pedihkah
to me late in life mercury is thickened in a blackened
not count
two minus one equals one
not
mother minus father with orphans
father and mother went to live
the father toward separation
unable to make the limit kutuju
kutuju to see just a mother mengaduhkan
mothers are increasingly gloomy
mother who is always assured
mother is a toughness in solitude
herd life
at the beginning of the suffix will always mendekatkanku
suffix happiness
or I'm damned and ungodly for reward mothers
the source of tears tears
then I went to his father
then I go home
then moaning again akau
father ..
remember what else could shrink rinduku
or forget it
I'll remember you no longer
I picked up too high because
presence in anganku
the mother cried again
mother sobbed again ...
but it's not that I regret
because fragility is
because of the struggle that this dry
because of pain
because it's broken glass
glass should ditapaki
while the soles of the feet have not been so well
teach me dad
how to make mom smile again
this wound ....
who told me then either
I never understood either
by me
and by me too
passed along the crack
the split and reduced to misery
and never lost
even have passed a thousand nights of reflection
the frangipani flower
participating in the awareness that surrounded the stomping in a silent
goodbye dad
if my prayer until
just send me a smile
goodbye dad
tomorrow if I could go home
will kujenguk your grave
I promise ..
I will not cry anymore

I love my parents. . . . ..


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