Aku ini gelas kaca yang kau lempar tadi siang.
Bersama ribuan serpihan,
Aku tersenyum lega.
Telah memusnahkan kekesalanmu.
was the last time
to your cheek?
(The question for myself)
“This place is so dark! How can she lives in this place, where the light only can get in is through those cracks!”
“I need to put some colours to this place”
“The place where the demons are hiding”
“The place where bad thoughts comes”
So, I put the prism in her darkest thoughts.
When the light strikes the prism,
The light turns to be rainbow.
And there, the smile.
Aah, her smile.