aku bertindak dengan melulu
aku bukan wanita sebegitu
apa yang menimpa diriku
aku bukan aku yang dulu
berputik dari cinta yang palsu
aku jatuh dalam dakapanmu
namun, bukan aku yang kau mahu
aku bukan aku yang dulu
hatiku parah dan juga pilu
walaupun ku tahu, kau bukan milikku
aku menangis tanpa jemu
aku bukan aku yang dulu
kini diri ini menjadi beku
mengira hati satu per satu
aku jadi gila tidak menentu
aku kini bukan aku yang dulu
p.s: this was a poem i wrote long ago, when i was confuse with love... ;p it turned out pretty good.. for me... >.>
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