A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto

longing here.
in the depths of unnecessary hell.
swingin across the rope.
rope of blind.
rope that tears you down.

i'm gonna wear that mask again.
wear that unprecedented, confident mask.
how to twist smile into maniacal laugh
how to make myself hurt by hurting everyone out there.

i fucked up.
i fucked up the last minute.
the second wind.
the moment i can get up again with that voluntarily revolver.
i used up as thinking how in my ways i can shoot myself.

the one thought that i can never ignore.
the precious place that i never even qualified.
the stone that so wise because it just laughing their jaws off in distance.
seeing from above.

i fall in the depths of unnecessary hell.

© 2014 Ceasario Hadiwinoto

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Added on November 25, 2014
Last Updated on November 25, 2014
Tags: dead


Ceasario Hadiwinoto
Ceasario Hadiwinoto

DKI Jakarta, Jakarta Selatan, Indonesia

the part of me that i have ever been bigoted lies in the way in behind me. i have to gain it all with embodied spirit and great obese mind more..

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A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto