Piece of Flames

Piece of Flames

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Publikasi terakhir Sab, Mei 16, 2020

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Innocent. Gullible. Childish. She's always happy, do not have anything to worry but her life did not start yet. That's why she's so positive. She always think that the world is fair, the people are not. She's so innocent about what the real world is all about. A girl who thinks all of people are not bad. That everyone will be pleased. That she can be kind to anyone. A crybaby who always cry anywhere. She is so soft, vulnerable and weak. That's what she thinks about herself. She isn't independent but she can light up her whole world and shine like a diamond in the sky. Some people belittle her. Some believes her. But she, herself don't want to hope that she'll make it. That she'll be happy again. This is a story of a girl who met a boy, a boy who showed her the real world. A boy who convinced her to take a step to move on, but this is not just all about that. The boy who helped her conquer some of her fears left. She thought there are people who'll stay. She believes that the boy won't leave her because he promised. But it is true, it is true that promises are meant to be broken no matter how special the person is.

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