Those compiled words are ONE billion times more real than my existence in this world,
as I looked up to the sky seeking for answer,
it's just stand there,
staring at me...
Beautifully..
And out of reach...
Then I found my self whining again,
complaining..
Why am I so much weak..
Why am I so messed up..
as I looked up to the sky seeking for answer,
it's just stand there,
staring at me...
Beautifully..
And out of reach...
Then I found my self whining again,
complaining..
Why am I so much weak..
Why am I so messed up..
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ora mudeng aku bahasane :))
tapi dari judulnya, ini pasti puisi dari seseorang yang edwardcullenG-isme tinggi sekali..
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any thoughts?