Gelembung bulat
Bulat bulat,
Tiup tiup
Terbang menjauh
Cari hanya ketika bingung
Bulat bulat mari kita tiup
Bulat mudah terbang,
Bulat suka bermain
Bulat oh bulat
Satu bulat. Dua bulat. Tiga bulat
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Tales to tattle are tales that tattered.
Cari hanya ketika bingung
Bulat bulat mari kita tiup
Bulat mudah terbang,
Bulat suka bermain
Bulat oh bulat
Satu bulat. Dua bulat. Tiga bulat
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'I want sunny side up, and you don't have to turn it around.'
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Grab it back, and forget about it.
Lose it again.
We never be grateful.
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Now that is how it is.
How sweet.
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A wakening call
A straightforward message
Loud and clear.
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Kite bako je.
Babysteps ok. I never think I will be able to see this day. I hate blood, and I hate needles, what more syringe! But oh well.. It was not a pretty sight though. Only those who were there knew how scared to death I am! With so many questions, and the BIG needle with SO MANY blood that they took! Haha. But once they put the needle in my vein I smiled and tell everybody waiting, 'oh, it wasn't that bad...'. And the i-am-so-nervous-Grace said, 'like that la now!' haha. Pretty fun.
I planned to do something more fun today. Go out and do something stupid maybe? The plans were no longer applicable once I finish, i felt so dizzy and tired. Haha.
But. Today is the day that I just dont feel good. Even if it is not because of this bloodish event. Because I still feel it is bleeding. Something else i mean.
Accepting the destiny.
Approve of the life as how it is.
Believe in God as He know best.
Stop worrying what will happen next.
And with a smile,
Calmly walk forward-
Proud to be who I am today.
Pat on my own back,
'You deserve to be strong'.
Believe it.
Confidently.
Because I deserve it.
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Of yesteryear. This exact minute.
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Wealth?
Faith?
Love?
Or loyalty?
Salam Maulidurr Rasul.
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But i need another pair of green fipper that match mine, or mine his.
How I miss.
Even when I get to see one everyday.
No, using one.
Delicate memories.
Miniminitinydrops.
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Shower of the rain.
Ahh... The simple drops of pain.
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Does it really matter if the bottle is in need of syrup or juices?
Since the plain water is no full.
But no foul intended if we mix any sort of liquid available.
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Firecrackers.
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You being there over the tree
I shall say hey,
My name is Lily
But i just stand here
Waiting for the courage
But with the tears
That i must add
Hello, stranger.
Want to walk me home?
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I need a haircut.
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The weather? Greyish.
The soul? Empty.
So much of light colours.
Lost the pattern.
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-Liyana Jasmay-
I wonder if it may work like that. What if it does? Wait.. No way.
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Sometimes when we want something too much, we will never going to get it.
We fight, we lost, we forfeit the battle. We hope for the best, we lie to make it better. Even to ourselves.
I am losing something I hope I had not. It is the trust I wish I still have.
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One that you know you can be yourself whenever you are with her.
One that you know you need not to feel bad for being honest.
One with so much love and care only both understand.
One that accept each at the worst and the best.
One that trust is never an issue and secrets kept between them and no other.
One that will hurt one another but never turn their back.
One that will share laughs and tears, as they know best.
To this one friendship of 18 years, and counting.
For you, Izzati.
From, Izzaty.
Being far away sometimes make me feel sad and lonely. Yes. Insecure too.
Is it even worth it?
Enchanting the perfect line of ' I believe'.
Because I do believe,
Because I want to believe.
And..
Because I care.
For you.
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But when the ignorance causing the irritation, i keep on telling myself to think again about it.
When i keep quiet about something does that mean i am giving up? Or it is just another way of saying i can survive with no worries at all? Or i am just being ignorant again? I have no idea as well.
Being nice doesnt have anything to do with being bullied. It is just a way of saying i am better than that.
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It is the slow walk,
The short walk towards the destination.
Only reached when desired,
A walk full of stops, trials and turns.
It is the slow walk.
But the slow walk of the distance.
<del> reattaching whatever left, reminiscing whatever remembered </del>
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