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Kadang begitu sempit untuk bergerak, berjalan, bahkan diam....
Aku ingin lapang...
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kotaro said…
maka'y jgn b'diri di gang sempit..
coba di lapangan, mw jngkir balik sesuka hati jg bs... c", )
December 23, 2008 at 1:42:00 PM GMT+7
Endang S Priyatna (Curly) said…
One by one, everyone runs away. And here I am, decayed and dying at the corner of this deserted room.

Why should I stay? What keeps me here? Is there a little hope left here? They say,"there's a hope in every despair". "I have doubt in me; fear is consuming me", I reply. "Don't you know fear? fear that also drove you away, forsaking this cursed place" I say. "Why don't you stay too? Don't you say there's a hope in every despair?", I say again.

"because hope is for you, and life is for us" they say.

One by one, everyone runs away with their life. And here I am, decayed and dying at the corner of this deserted room, letting fear consume me.
December 25, 2008 at 4:15:00 PM GMT+7
Deasy said…
as you gaze the midnight stars in the corner of your deserted world...
the fear is in your heart singing lullaby.. but don't you ever sleep..
do you know why????
she's in love with you because you surrender of her...

As they leave you...
they leave with a "Good" Goodbye...
they must do it this way, do you understand why...?

Wishing you lots of laughter, love and sunshine!
because they had to accept that you could never be with them...
January 6, 2009 at 10:50:00 PM GMT+7
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