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He is Coming... Second Coming????

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HE, perfectly spoiled my day, like a delicious melted ice cream...have to be licked immediately before it turns to a sweet liquid and stains my clothes.

Bringing me back to the future of past, Well, I don't exactly know while it seems always blur. Like a second coming...
is He really my savior?????



Or
Is He just a pathetic sphinx who brings me to the same old brand ruin????
I just pretended to be don't care.
As I knew I will be broken to leave or survive...

Do you know what I mean?????
I'm fallin in love
Or
I'm being blinded of my dream realm....
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Endang S Priyatna (Curly) said…
Ice cream? Lick?

What an erotic metaphor he he he

Just let your dream ruin your reality he he h eh

January 11, 2009 at 10:51:00 PM GMT+7
Deasy said…
Aku nulis ini mang sambil makan es krim, karna sambil ngetik juga jd dah mw meleleh...

duh si bpak ini dmana erotic nya coba!!!!!??????
January 11, 2009 at 11:25:00 PM GMT+7
Dia_Ntan said…
ga usah kesel kan tu cuma es cream lagian ga ada yang salah jilat-jilat es hehehehehe.. coba laen kali lo nulis sambil bawa-bawa coklat aja sapa tau jd ga erotic lagi :)
January 12, 2009 at 5:41:00 PM GMT+7
Anonymous said…
Kalau dilihat dari isi tulisan sih you are absolutely falling in love dan pada saat yang bersamaan you are blinded by your dream....

hihihi becanda ya Des ;)

LuxLucis
(lusi maksudnya)
January 14, 2009 at 8:03:00 PM GMT+7
Endang S Priyatna (Curly) said…
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January 21, 2009 at 2:07:00 AM GMT+7
Anonymous said…
kalo misalnya es krim mencair ma, buru-buru di habisin, biar nggak banyak yang kebuang..he...,
tapi kalo your day....?

jatuh cinta sama rasanya, tapi dengan siapa kita merasakanya akan berbeda,, , heee...heee...

pujay disini he....
April 1, 2009 at 10:11:00 AM GMT+7
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