Proses and Poetries

Proses and Poetries

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|Random| Lines of poetries carved and weaved for someone like me- lost and fragile. These are words i cant say, words that hunts me, and words you might be needing today.
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He was there everytime I feel alone. He was there when I have nothing much to offer. He was there when I am picking up the shattered pieces of my self.. He was there when I am reaching for my dreams. But when the universe shed it's light and blessed me, When everyone is cheering for me, When everyone is being fascinated with the physical attributes of me, When everyone is praising me, I lost the person who's always whispering sweet encouragement in my ears, I lost the person who's the reason behind my sparkling eyes. I lost the person who fought with me during my silent battles.. Now, I realized that I don't need the cheering of the crowd. I don't need everyone to love me. I don't need everyone's praises while I am on the stage. All I need is this certain person who gave me nothing but bliss. But as I reached for the universe, I lost my lucky star.

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