Sounds of Silence | Sofia Paramita
When hate comes to the fore
Lazy to say hello
Moreover, meet
Assuming none
Holding a grudge
Why don't you buy an eraser
To negate it
Or you bring your hatred to the stove
Throw it on the charcoal
Ask for help turned into ashes
If it's not gone
Throw your grumbling into a beautiful river
Put it in the red ribbon box
Hate ash crumbs
Say goodbye
Hopefully it gets carried away in the flow of sorry
Get rid of the breath of displeasure
Replaced with a sigh of relief
