A Million Love for Indonesia

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I'm obsessed with having a dark heart like you. I bowed weakly as I stared at the blue face. My miss is just like my wound. All is lost and unfolded.

Where will I go under this feeling. The true taste is all and long dead. Lost their direction and never treated.

I'm obsessed with my wounds. Wounds that always miss. All gone like a gray cloud.

I'm not joking, because this thing doesn't have any taste. He is in a dilemma and a dream. So long snare and scrape each joint.

Where else should I step. Stepping on a badly damaged road.

It eroded in a blue pulse scream. He lulled every eye you turned to.

Come here, and hold me as before. Though I'm never sure he ever existed.

All feelings are combined in illusion. Reveal every lie in a word.

Stop joking!! I am currently injured. Crazy and no longer know the direction.

Slowly but surely. Until the heart dies at the end of the river without a brim.

Don't knock when you come. Don't tell me when you're a baby. I know all the fakes. I know but I don't want to know.

It's nobody's fault I'm like this. It's just that I forgot myself so much that obsession drowned her in the abyss.

I want to achieve, repeat back every regret that ever existed. But I know, it's all for nothing.

Whispering like heavy rain. Send a message of deep longing. Stuck with sadness for too long. He forgot that he was actually an illusion.

By. Lasceria

The lovers who never get love.

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Miss Education

This longing I feel is not longing for fellow living beings but, longing for teaching and learning activities at school. It has been more than 1 year we (students) have never felt learning in school. Because at school we not only learn, but there we can also joke with friends, socialize, etc.

When at home, we can still joke and socialize with friends. But it is via the application and if via the application of course it feels different from us to meet in person.

There are so many questions that cross my mind about

When will we go back to school?

Will we go back to school?

Do my friends miss me?

Or do they just want to meet and use me?

And there are many more questions that I find difficult to explain.

Margaretha

Semarang, June 25, 2021

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Traumatizing

I once broke a piece of it, because I once loved her.

Long ago, I wished he could have.

Slowly he began to be present to create such a bitter taste.

He became a new spirit, for days full of days.

I set it up as a dream, hoping it would all come true, but he disavowed.

He made me blaze, then made me dim.

I was afraid I would have to fall in love again.

I'm afraid I'll break back.

The feeling that yesterday has not been recovered, I do not want to re-hug perih.

I slowly welcomed the days without him despite the longing in the chest.

I walk among the bitter memories you created.

You are always present in every dream, every memory is endless.

I started to put my heart on, but the trauma came back.

I also want to eliminate this taste. I also want to be happy with another heart, but it's not easy. There is a heart that does not give up.

Perhaps, after you there are no more grievous wounds.

We are not destined. However you and I try, if not a match, it is in vain.

Rafi Risaldi🐋

Batahan, june 25, 2021

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Myself

Cute, sweet, pretty, good, that's who I am. Wh why? No likes? Don't look at it, let alone feel it. Enough I know how beautiful I am, good me, sweet me, even cute I am. Because who knows me it's just me it's not somebody else. The other person just looking in front of him wasn't the feeling I felt. Wh why? Bored of? Just skip! Just skip if you do not want to see or know because I only need people who understand not who want to be understood.

I only have two hands and those hands can only cover my ears not to cover your mouths.

I love myself!

May Riskiana

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Future

A time when we cannot know what and how it will be. A time when everyone wants a beautiful future. But everyone forgets that the future is something we cannot dream of in the way we want. Because the future is something that is hard to imagine. Only God rules everything.

But there is no harm in dreaming of that bright and beautiful future.

Melani Putria

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Theme : Missing

Type: Quotes

Longing is a shadow that wants an encounter.

Theme : Missing

Type: Quotation of the Short story

My eyes narrowed, as the sunlight that shot through the curtains, pierced perfectly into my upper body.

Little by little, my consciousness was restored. This self began to sit up, squiggling to stretch stiff muscles, until finally my eyes focused on a frame that decorated the wall right in front of my bed.

I miss her

Yes, the frame shows a figure that I miss a lot.

"I miss you, Grey," I said slowly.

-Bluerree

Palembang, June 25, 2021