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Amigdala.

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My love will follow wherever you go.

You are the shooting star I would reach with my bare hands.

Nov 17

My love will follow wherever you go.

Nov 17

My love was never enough to stop you from leaving.

So, Darling, out of everything, why is it my hand that you let go of?

Oct 13

My love was never enough to stop you from leaving.

Oct 13

It’s always a pleasure to meet you.

Though only for a moment, I am glad the world chose you and not anyone else.

Sep 1

It’s always a pleasure to meet you.

Sep 1

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… and if nothing fears you anymore.

I hope love disappears, just as much as I hope these memories to forever exist as a fear.

Aug 13

… and if nothing fears you anymore.

Aug 13

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Does it feel heavy to look at me?

Did you see me through the mirror and think it was her all along?

Aug 10

Does it feel heavy to look at me?

Aug 10

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We once were two big lovers.

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Jul 2

We once were two big lovers.

Jul 2

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The beauty of holding hands

Perhaps, it is all about what they said: the beauty of holding hands …

Jun 14

The beauty of holding hands

Jun 14

My fifteen years of love could never reach you.

Love was never meant for us to dwell in. Love was never meant for us to feel, moreover to hold if possible.

Apr 18

My fifteen years of love could never reach you.

Apr 18

Anak sepuluh tahun itu takut mati.

Apr 1

Anak sepuluh tahun itu takut mati.

Apr 1

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I wish she was somewhere else.

Because we never learned to be a motherless, we were never trained to be one.

Feb 8

I wish she was somewhere else.

Feb 8

Amigdala.

Amigdala.

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Each of my writings speaks. Silence interprets it.

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