[Poetry] Hard to forget

There's nothing I can not do
soft fur on your forehead
who kicked up my kukecup
and when I kusibak your hair

There's something I do not want to throw away
a series of mementos
which is illustrated in the dark of night
and stored at the top of the ground

The sky above the intersection
accompany me to sing
like the collapse of a tree nan
along with the guitar with quiet
together with wounds and love
I still had time to sing again

There's something I have to think about again
revenge and hurt
and fight killing hate
Lord, keep my hands on this

I am @amar92