Cilegon
Cilegon
I was there under the Cilegon sky
I kissed your lips
I rubbed my cheek with your sharp beard
Every step of my feet in your house
You served me french food
Ohh... I love that food so vastly
But a plate of that french food poisoned my heart
Filled my heart with a lot of love
Yet, It wasn't the love that I imagined
It seemed like love but it was not
I adore every inch of your skin
Your eyes are the flashlight of the truth
The sound of your voice gives me eargasms
I made myself clear to your ears,
Through my sweet lips, I said 'I love you'
But you didn't say it Back.
The hot weather of Cilegon city
It has been a perfect time for our bodies to embrace,
Your arms were home to me
And now I feel homeless living on the sidewalk
Under Cilegon sky
It was there
It was there I sucked the sweetest thing in you
But when you decided not to speak with me anymore
That taste isn't sweet anymore
So bitter till I couldn't swallow it
My tongue is well trained to taste you
I can not imagine how it will reach another man
After all of the days we have spent together,
Turns out I was just a trial to you
Under the moon of Cilegon city,
That moon is my witness
So quick and easy for you to replace me with another
Cilegon City is full of our unfortunate recollections
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