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Dec 2013
A piece of longing that pinned by me ....
At the heart that no longer had a side....
Lattice that hard to become a imagination ....
Unfettered grating of heart that getting tired and kept moaning ....

Deep inside my soul implies a scratch wound ....
When the angel that i wish can't afford to carve a smile longingly at the horizon soul ....

Where is the peace that you hide for.... ?
Where is the love hat you intimated.... ?
I'm tired of constantly treading....
Take me to every your wishes....
Don't let your white sheet blank without a love story with me..

Come on.... !
Moving forward and leave the mirage behind....
We're greet the days with love....
We're knitting the bridge of love to warm the soul....

All will be meaning on....
Because i didn't want my days always sore and wrapped by moan....

O desert....
In your desolate, reveal the secret spring of love....
So that i can satisfied this subordination......
Ended this suffering....

I've been long time felt subordination in anxiety....
Loop of time is misleading me to the valley of hesitation....

Endless suffering..
Restless with no direction..

Come on....  !
Lets dance and doing jaunt together with the amours....
Leave the sadness behind....
So that grief never again to come....

Love....   ?
where is the love....  ?
In the bottom of my heart....
I'm still wishing....  !
Himmatul Aliyah
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Himmatul Aliyah  Salemba bluntas
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