pesan untuk dia

pesan untuk dia

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WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Nov 27, 2015<5 mins
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Sungguh aku akui aku memang tidak pandai merangkai kata-kata menjadi kalimat yang indah. tapi aku berusaha merangkai nya hanya untuk mu.aku ingin kau membaca nya dan menanggapi nya dengan baik.aku ingin jujur kepadamu hanya kau lah yang dapat membuat jantung ini berdetak kencang,kaki ku gemetar,pipi ku merona,jika aku eye contac dengan mu. Kau memang tidak seputih khyuyun suju, kau juga tidak setinggi changmin tvxq ,tidak imut seperti bambam got7, tidak setampan seperti chanyoel exo idolaku,kau juga bukan seorang pangeran seperti william. Tapi pesona mu lah yang membuat aku bertekuk lutut di hadapanmu yang membuat aku menjadi wanita paling bahagia di dunia ini jika memiliki mu. Tapi aku tidak memiliki keberanian untuk menyatakan semua ini kepadamu. Aku takut kau akan menganggap remeh diriku jika aku mengungkap kan nya pada mu. Seperti nya aku harus memendam rasa ini tak akan ku utarakan semua ini padamu tidak akan pernah. cukup memperhatikan mu dari kejauhan sudah cukup bagiku. Aku har
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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