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Give Me Your Hands, Let Me Guide You Along This Wonderful Journey Towards Serenity With Moi, Isis Natasha

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Once I lived in a castle made by italian marble, with thousands of maid to pamper me for every my needs, surrounded by enchanted forest with picturesque gardens and great lakes, under the protection of the great white clouds, decorated with flocks of virgin white pigeons. But those were the days and today I've changed. And this blog is a proof. And these entries are all about me : My Past, The Present and My Future.


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FOR YOU MY DEAR LOVE AND FOR YOU MY REPLACEMENT, A PIG TO GAY TO FUNCTION
Sunday, January 7
I still can hear the sound of joy,
the carol of christmas,
the firework of new year,

I still can remember,
the smile during the chrismast dinner,
the feeling togertherness with friend suring the countdown of new year,
I still can taste beef curry for aidiladha in my mouth

Everything happen so fast,
the celebration is still in the air,
suddenly it all gone
like a raindrop,
just vanished into the fog.

For all this while I waited,
for the love to come back,
even tho alot of demon say it would

For all these while I put on hope
as high as the mountain,
as deep as the ocean,
with all the hope,
I survived day by day
Since i knew there is a shining star
at the end of my journey
for me to feel ur warm hugs and kisses again,

Never in my mind
never in my heart
never in my living journal
i expect you to go away.

It is really hurt,
I feel my heart being torn apart,
As if there are dozens poisonuos knife
stab in my heart,

My eyes burn with flame,
when my replacement asked me bout you.
when he tell me the sweet things you done to him,
which I already experienced,
which I already taste,
which I already fond of,
which I truly missed.

But never I regret,
never i envy,
never i seek for a revenge.
always adore,
always remember,
always look up, and always be urs.

Just for you,
and to you, my replacement,
CUCI BEKAS JILATAN MAK!!!!

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Regards with love,

posted by Isis Natasha @ 14:07