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Stood up in silence, have no words to say yet nothing in mind. Trying to describe the emotions that eager to out, but none seems fit for the name, none make sense for what happen. Everything surround me is crumbling down, only the brain kept telling both feet to stand still. Isolate from everything that move and breathe, locked, alone. Just when you thought everything starting to goes as it

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I just realize that I have never post the songs that inspired me to wrote the novel.On one of interview, James do say that this song was made from real story about love life.It's about a girl, and about losing someone. So enjoy the lyrics, and hear the song on youtube! :)Cheers.-------------------------------------------Did I disappoint you or let you down?Should I be feeling guilty or let the

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It’s a perfect sunny day. I stare at the whole city from my office window on the 23rd floor. Quite a traffic of cars and people, maybe because is lunch times. Even the park at the front of my office is full with employees having their break.I went to my desk and dial an extension number, “Hello Diane, I will having my lunch outside. Do I have any appointment with someone after this?” Diane is my

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Never cross on my mind that this day will come this fast. The day where I have to let go half of my living breath and my soul.I just stand up there in silence. Not a word I can say.I stare down, to the last place where Abby will rest forever. The woman who always there for me, for good and for bad. The funeral still going, I look at my surrounding. There, I saw our family and friends. Tears are

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Hey.. hey..I know if I keep on holding up - this novel will only end up on my flash disk, it wont go anywhere.Sooooo, I will post it on this blog. Chapter per chapter.I'm trying to finish up chapter two now. It's in Bahasa languange, and I just have a chance to translate it today for the Prolog.Feel free to give any correction or suggestion. I know I still messed up on grammar :pEnjoy! :D

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Looking from this four personality type, my result is:75% sanguine15% melancholic5% phlegmatic5% cholericwhich one are u guys?!-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The Popular SanguineExtrovert – Talker – Optimistic Emotions:Interesting personality, like to talk and make the party live, great sense of humor. Strong memory for colors, physically

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And i mean my real name not my chinesse given name.I never really believe in things like tarot. But when one of my girls gave me a link about it, i went curious and trying the menus hehe. But this result are quite surprising me, it's somehow totally describing who am i. Hmmm but still... this wont made me believe on tarot :pWhat do u think guys? Is it all what u see in me? U all the judges ;)----

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I forgot where did I got this article. But from what I read, it is true. Dunno with u, the other sagittarius woman out there?!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A tall slim and graceful woman who walked proudly like she is walking in a beauty pageant competition. If she slips or nearly falls, she will nicely covered it up and continue with her

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Black…Only those I can see in my eye sight. No colors caught by it. I keep on walking, reaching for what I can reach. But only could grasping for air. Like I were walk in dark space with no end. Same as a blind, walk without knowing which way to step over my feet and go. Where am I? What happen? None of the voice answers me. Only could hear my own breath. Voice of my heart beating fast, and I

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ManSitting here near the lakeI close my eyesWith a smile on my faceYour picture beautifully carved on my mindSweet, cute, adorableWhat are you doing there my love?WomanThe wind softly touch my facesI stare to the beautiful reddish skiesFeels like your image dancing thereRemembering you with a smileWhat are you doing there my love?

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in human life, there's time when they don't know what to dospeechless..thinking..jailed on the silence of mindkeep on questioningwhat.. why.. how..human always get in to theseyoung and oldwith different level and thinking capacityand yet so many factor that cause itraise the different side of someoneall emotion seen clearlysadness, anger, quietness, curse, calmness mask and many moreall blend

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With my handsWith my kneesSlowly i moveCrawling in the darknessKeep on goingWithout any care for the painBecause only one thing i knowIf i just stay, i will stuck here foreverI stop, so just i knowThat i still breatheI stop, so just i knowThat i still could crawlScars already on my hands and kneesBut it has no meaningCompare to what i going to reachBecause i know, front there i will crawl no

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Solidity in the middle of life in the capitalThe struggle of a man oldSitting pensive on his vehicleAnd sometimes even fall asleepAwaits those who pass for rentThe sun is blazingTired and drowsiness radiated on his facesSweat streamingHowever, he survivedBy the wife and children waiting him to come homeSearch for a bit of moneyJust that they can survive through the dayDo we ever care for him?Do

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Mourning that reverberate throughout the room That cries does not bring the sadness, only happiness that carriedThat cries showing he is aliveThat cries is miracle that come for a motherWelcome to the world my sonMommy loves youYou are the best thing that ever happen in my lifeHug and kissMommy

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I climb that mountainKeep on climbing to the topWithout knowing my wayI follow where my foot takes meThere is the time where I want to stopEnjoy surround meBeauties that can drunk the soulBut I know if I stopEven for a whileI will never start those steps againI don’t know what waiting for me up thereOnly wish the best waitsStill far the path that I have to walkStill many roads that I have go

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Global crisis…War situation…Corruption…Competition in election…In the middle of all that, do we still think and remember about them that poor in this nation?Do we still think for their weary for just searching small amount of food for continue their life everyday? Do we still think on how they live their life from the moment they woke up and where they spent their time to sleep at night?Do we

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I wear that simple white dress slowly and careful. I stare at my reflection on the big mirror in the corner of the room.I saw in front of me a young, beautiful, elegant and fresh bride. But I don’t see any smile on her face. She looks like want to say something. But her lips are sealed, not one word said.I turn my stare outside the windows and breathe hard. Think in silent.Today is my wedding day

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I want to be like the waterFlowing freelyFree wherever he wanted toWithout any limitationI want to be like the waterAble to give coolnessSatisfy the thirst of the soulGive peaceI want to be like the waterCalm on the surfaceHiding the power of his wave on the bottomShowing the strength he hadI want to be like the waterStrong to facing anythingWithout fearWithout a doubt

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The piano tinkleThe beautiful tone tossBeautifully pierce the ear Tickle with softGuitar string that played flow slowlyPierce the soul, thrillingSoft saxophone blowWith dynamic rhythmAdding harmony in toneMelodies lap in intimate unionCreating a beautiful tunesEstablish something called music...

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I cry when I was born,Cry that makes my parents smileI cry because it hurts,When I fall to the ground when I playI cry because of love,When my love one leave meI cry because I’m succeeded,When I graduateI cry because I failed,When I do some mistake in my workI cry because I’m happy,When I married with the one I loveI cry because I feel lost,When my parents gone foreverI cry when I giving a birth,

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I’m just a penI don’t have long age, specially when I’m used everyday by my ownerAnd without her, I’m uselessThrough me, she wrote about everythingTelling her storyExpress her feelingsMy ink draws her life on a white paperSlowly but sure she moves meScratching letter by letterWord by word till it become a sentenceI’m happy being the small part of her lifeI draw her tearsI draw her laughWithout me

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Here I am, standing aloneMy foot stepping on a wet green grassMy eyes are closedMy arms wide openI breathe the fresh airI felt the morning breezeMy skin warmth by the morning sunMy ears are cheers by melody of the birdsI hear the wind whistling through the grassThe water flows with a beautiful tunesI open my eyes, look around meI see the beauty of the nature in the morningBeauty that can make me

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LOL, I’m going be sue by every man in this world for wrote this.Sorry guys, who ever you are please don’t mad at me. I just write what on my head and express my opinion. And maybe I represent other woman out there too Make up, dress, high heels…Yeah, those 3 things are really made a woman look elegant, feminine, and sexy haha I would admit that.Even me, myself like to wore it. Specially for

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I still can get up in the morningI still can breathe the air surround meI still can say thank you with my mouthI still can sing, praise and worship with my voiceI still can take a showerI still can eat a foodI still can drink waterI still can touch with my handsI still can walk by my footI still can feel cold and warm on my skinI still can see everythingI still can hear voicesI still can think of

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Rain...Hmm what can i say about it. All that i remember it always be with me in my worst time. I miss the time when i just standing in the middle of the rain.Cry as i can cry..Smile as i can smile..Scream as i can scream..Dance as i can dance..When i'm sad, rain feels like a thousands angel in the sky also cries with me..When i'm down, rain feels like trying to wash away all of my weary..When i'm

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I lay myself on the sands. Sunglasses framed my face, covering my eyes from the sunshine. And my ears, cheers with the melody from the songs that played from my MP3 player. I close my eyes, trying to enjoy the warmth of the afternoon sun and sea-wind that blowing like it touch me with gently.I let my pale white skin being sun-bath and burning, it is hurt. But maybe only these time that I have the

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Wew, been long time i promise all of u to post picture of me in Bali and the places ^^v sorry just have time now. This is my recent picture, hope u all enjoy it and maybe tease u all to come here and visit me in Bali LOL :p

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Hello dad, how r u?Hmm can't talk to u through phone or sms.Have no heart to talk to u, coz i know in the end i would cry there :'(Altough i know that u might not would read this blog also..Only want to share my feelings and thought to u..There's so much i want to share to u, but u see dad.. i know u to much.. and i respect u to much so that sometimes i have this feeling of fear to share

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Wow, i copy paste this from my friend bulletin.Rarely a guy can wrote something like this. Salute to u :)But what he wrote it is all true. Enjoy reading to u all girls, and for the boy read carefully!!If a girl cries in front of u,it means that she couldn't take it anymore.If u take her hand,she would stay with u 4 the rest of ur lifeIf u let her go,she couldn't go back 2 being herselfanymore.A

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Dear Jesus,Hello Dad :) long time since i talk with You the last time, sorry if i never come and talk to You lately. I know i should have.You know Dad, maybe i never tell this to You. But when i think back all over again, i am grateful for each part of my life that You already gave to me. And i realize all that are coz You love me so much more then anyone in this world who love me too.Thx Dad for

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Mamma Mia!! Here i go again..My, my.. how can i resist u?!What a great song and a great movie.Been wathing it 3 times now hehe.I love the singing, the story, the view... gosh perfect movie ^^vMeryl Streep and Pierce Brosnan are playing awesome there.Hmm unpredictable story but it have an happy end.1st thought? what movie is that? Mamma Mia?All i know is only a title of good song from ABBA.But

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Ngungggggg.... i guess i wrote to much today hehe coz i confuse wht to do.No one to talk and to chat with now, not in real nor on the internet.My life suddenly change in only few days, oh well i have to live it anyway :)Hmm try to continue my writing again now. A novel about a man that being defeated by death and make him have to face tht the one he love gone away forever from his life.I already

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