Cahaya Dalam Gelap

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I'm feeling under the weather, but I keep writing anyway. It's a little thing I can proud of today.

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Hi Good evening, I'm taking an IELTS test in the near future. My biggest struggle lies in the writing test as I find it really confusing to choose right words and structure good sentences. I believe like any other skill, writing requires practices. Therefore, I plan to write at least 3 times a week on topics that usually come up in the IELTS test. I will post my writing in this Tumblr. So, if anyone happens to find my writing, I would greatly appreciate constructive feedback.

Wish me luck, Man Jadda wa Jadda.

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Public commitment is an effective way to build a new habit (for me). That's why I'm shouting to the world that...

I AM GOING TO WRITE AT LEAST 3 TIMES A WEEK, IN ENGLISH!

😁😆

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Life makes me dancing. I'm so excited.

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Sometime heart speaks louder than your voice

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Aku mencintaimu, Ibu. Aku percaya cinta tidak perlu diucapkan dengan kata-kata, kecuali jika kita menyebutnya dalam doa.

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I hate hating. That's why i love myself.

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Do

- Speak politely

- Tell positive words

- Keep positive thinking

- Avoid hard feeling

- Give the best smile

- Productive

- Just praying

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i really miss my mom...

everyday.

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when i was a kid and getting sick, the only thing that i expect is my mom's hugs.

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Merangkai Hujan

Aku pikir kini hujan mulai bersahabat, setiap jumlah tetesnya menunjukkan kerinduan.

Aku pikir kini hujan mulai bersahabat, setiap tetesnya menghapus debu - seluruh keraguan.

Aku pikir kini hujan mulai bersahabat, hati kita-aku dan engkau- mulai berjabat.

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Mirror may show the truth

I saw a bumble bee

Flying around apple tree

She was looking at the mirror,

And situation got horror,

She saw resemble of her,

She was smiling ,

But the reflection showed crying.

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close.

"close your eyes gimme your hand, darling. do you feel my heart beating do you understand? do you feel the same or am i only dreaming..."

the music still accompany me to spend this night, wind is blowing out through my fan. Some tasks should be done tonight but suddenly, my fingers click on facebook button and my brain leads 'em to type my old facebook's email.

Here we go i actually can't help it, my eyes capture some writings, which had been written by a person. ya i can't even type his name, because i want this writings correlate with the tittle, CLOSE.

Like melody, the writings form some patterns, wavy irregularly. Each word i read is like a lyric that i sang. But unfortunately it can't be my favorite music because it ends by gloomy melody. Just unlucky me, the song is contained heroin, i can't stop singing.

i had finished this song, and i looked in the mirror, scratches and bloods are over my body, i started to realize that this song is killing me.

"You should stop this, you can't sing this song again, never again" my self complained to me.

CLOSE

The only way to not singing again is keeping clear from the music box. Closing and locking the box then throw the key away to the farthest place, a place that you never visit. 

Because it's time to close the box and sing happy happy songs.