Ups and downs along the year.
Pain and joy takes its turn.
Cry, my dear, for the healing.
Fight, my dear, for surviving.
Faith ahead is still in the mist.
Vaguely written, softly spoken.
Gloomy, like December.
You may bring the thunder.
You may release the storm.
But you will never take the light.
Within the heart.
2 comments:
ya ampuuun, nggak nyangka blog aku bakalan kedatangan mbak nonier >,< seneeeeng !!
iya mbak, kalo udah dekat ending aku berasa cemas kegantung.. hehehe
harus lebih bagus ! harus ! dan aku bakalan baca, abis suka sih :D ditunggu karya yang lainnya :)
Thank you :).
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