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Mar 21, 2025
Mar 21, 2025 at 8:40 AM UTC
Reminder #13
For one last time, the sun sets on the stacks of notes, dreams and piles of unfinished business And one last time we'll put down what we're asked on a lonely piece of paper For after that we all change and we stop the old habits forever As we walk through the memories, faded behind glass It takes just a moment to go back now, but soon we'll forget And all we'll know is how it made us feel, the euphoria within What I'm trying to say is, Would you stop to thank yourself? If i took your hand and brought you here. To see how far you've come and what you've done Would it blossom in your heart, like it does in mine? To hope is to forgive, and to let go is to learn And to be hurt and to be picked up again is to stand up for ourselves One last time before the Sun sets Would you take my hand and reminisce in what will become the foggy past? And we're a bit far apart in minds and hearts But this one room seems to blend us into one To remind us of the flesh and bone we all share And the pain that we bear, all together still That we'll soon have to take back, heavier than we gave it away What I'm trying to say is, Would you stop to smile for a moment If i took your hand and brought you here To feel the uncertain envelop us silently Would you do it, but even if you turn away If i could tell you one thing: don't let this be crushed to dust, Don't forget the last of us.
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Oct 18, 2024
Oct 18, 2024 at 5:25 AM UTC
Don't Forget the Last of Us: A poem for future graduates (Graduation Poem)
Katanya, tak baik untuk memendam Tetapi, tak semua rasa mudah memadam Katanya, janganlah selalu dipendam Nyatanya, tak semua cakap bisa meredam Mereka, bisa menuntut Tetapi, haruskah hati selalu menurut? Mereka,  bisa bertindak sebagai penuntut Tetapi, rasanya.. jiwa tak perlu selalu berlutut Ada masa.. untuk menarik diri Untuk bersimpuh, dan memberi diri afeksi Ada masa... untuk menangis, memendam semua emosi Untuk menyadari semua hanya proses menjadi asri Terima kasih, sudah selalu kuat Berdiri dan menjalani semua walau terasa berat Terima kasih, sudah selalu kuat Untuk kamu, yang terhebat..
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May 29, 2023
May 29, 2023 at 10:01 AM UTC
Terima Kasih, Untuk yang Terhebat
Undoing every punch Lock my voice inside a dial tone of conflicting passions Is it ok to cry? or should I call? It’s a curious thing when you let these buried phantoms master you They reappear and sweep you up into uncharted territories unknown As you sit and stare at their ghost of a memory Reflecting the dimensions of yourself Smiling happily knowing you have worked on yourself Dissecting the luminosity of your youth Naive innocence Still there No faded imagery or idea too far away to be.. Believed All is possible in the mirror of another world or so it seems…
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Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 5:40 PM UTC
Invisible: Called a Curious Thing
like a phoenix i'm reborn from the ashes of who i used to be. I went to check up on you today but then like fate, my hand stopped me so I didn't see what you were up to for the better. like a phoenix i'm reborn from the ashes of who i used to be. I'm the happiest I've been in weeks Today I did something that I could've let ruin me but instead I held my head high and didn't let it affect me. like a phoenix i'm reborn from the ashes of who i used to be. my friend told me that he saw self improvement in me that i didn't pick up on until he said it, and now i see... like a phoenix i'm reborn from the ashes of who i used to be.
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Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 10:59 PM UTC
phoenix
Lately, I keep wishing to go back to when Before the old me went missing I’m afraid to live because falling is not pretty, Now, I am wasting borrowed time not living. And I don’t know when I will feel cleansed again To say the least, I’ve been feeling broken for a long time Living as I do is not living. I want to come out and do it all But I am scared, Scared I wasn't strong before, Scared I won't be strong today. As I said bye to my dying self, I promised to never feel this way again. To never betray myself again. To never cry tears for this again. Because I deserve so much more than what I got back I don't know how to let go of my past For I lived 18 happy years by myself. And I don't know who the new me will be, But will living with pain be part my new life? Or will my pain come to an end too?   It's a long way to fall An even longer one to climb back up. And when our fault finishes us, We will be given life again To carry on, In this journey without destination. Can't wait till my bones move again Can't wait till my eyes see again Can't wait till my heart pumps blood again Can't wait till my soul feels happiness again
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Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 5:48 PM UTC
Can't Wait - Suicide Hike
When you talk about ****** what comes to your mentality? Is it pornographic or anything ****** Well, I can't blame you because that's the usual. Young I was when I saw two people *********** I was in fact aroused and confused with the course Body's almost perfect and linking in a nasty manner I realized I was impure and called myself sinner Years blossomed. Further, I got older and saw people naked I was shocked with imperfections, My senses awakened Scars and stretch marks crawling, creeping beneath the flesh looking at soft bellies and imperfect tones was refreshing The body, Afterall should be taken as a form of art, Not a ****** figure to be used, think about one's heart Vaginas and Penises are just private part for creations ******* and ***** are just only parts to be filled with appreciation Whether huge they are or not, We are art.
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Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
Heartistry: Disexualizing ******