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The Hymer, My friends. Maybe you're not as bad as the life story of my life story. I always blamed. And I do not know anything. Scolded, quipped, and ostracized. Resentments continue to fulfill my heart. It can not be in control. My white wings have disappeared. Then, came the wings black and purple colored butterflies that appear on my back.
It seemed I was going to disappear from this world. Hoping to be born again into a figure without sin. Inginku hug all my hopes. I threw semuua get even. But, it is impossible for a human.
I am always wandered blindly by darkness. Mengiginkan an uncertain thing. People care about me? not at all.
My life just to hold a grudge and excite tears. Vacuum as containing no spirit. menendiri is the best way that I do.Label: Bad Story, My Dream Get even repeated
When the sound of a black winged bats, Direct my footsteps stop. Menerangiku silver moon when I looked at the sky. Evening breeze buzzing sound in my ear. Again a voice whisper negative spirits. Membisikanku for immediate revenge. Small hole in my heart is created. My feet step forward to a quiet and dark street. Two swords have been there in my right hand and left. Instantly the sound of crying at night. I smiled a little and immediately jumped into the high pine tree. My block silver moonlight. Then, I say goodbye to all the strangeness that happened to me.
~ By: Dr.Hyme ~Label: Bad Story My Own Heart
The hymer hello, my good friends. Maybe when I heard the rather sad story, maybe you'll ask ask me why my life like a man stranded. It is also possible when he heard the story of woe or stories about all the expectations, you will start thinking. But, I always smile or a little sour when you say yes or no. That's when I started consulting with my best friend. I also sometimes feel lonely in their own lives. Like in the wind and stranded on the island without inhabitants. When that's when I started to step forward to find a speck of white light that brought me to the road to happiness. And hopefully, my dream was realized.
~ By: DrHyme ~Label: Bad Story, My Dream, Peace Stories Living Opportunities
Somehow my heart feels a little quiet. Golden light of the moon, hugged me warmly. Instantly, I smiled a little. Like hugged by the mother who gave birth to me. My little heart said "Go ahead if you want to be free."
Thank my sayings. Munculah pair of white wings on my back. I unpacked my wings and my beat. Kuterangkat from where I stand. I have flown to find a drop of goodness. Flying in clouds accompanied by white cotton. A dove with me. Now, I'm going to try to keep always smiling and accepting what it is. Hopefully my life was always calm and everlasting.
~ By: Hyme ~Label: Peace Stories
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Icon My expectations are not likely to occur
The Hymer, My friends. Maybe you're not as bad as the life story of my life story. I always blamed. And I do not know anything. Scolded, quipped, and ostracized. Resentments continue to fulfill my heart. It can not be in control. My white wings have disappeared. Then, came the wings black and purple colored butterflies that appear on my back.
It seemed I was going to disappear from this world. Hoping to be born again into a figure without sin. Inginku hug all my hopes. I threw semuua get even. But, it is impossible for a human.
I am always wandered blindly by darkness. Mengiginkan an uncertain thing. People care about me? not at all.
My life just to hold a grudge and excite tears. Vacuum as containing no spirit. menendiri is the best way that I do.Label: Bad Story, My Dream Get even repeated
When the sound of a black winged bats, Direct my footsteps stop. Menerangiku silver moon when I looked at the sky. Evening breeze buzzing sound in my ear. Again a voice whisper negative spirits. Membisikanku for immediate revenge. Small hole in my heart is created. My feet step forward to a quiet and dark street. Two swords have been there in my right hand and left. Instantly the sound of crying at night. I smiled a little and immediately jumped into the high pine tree. My block silver moonlight. Then, I say goodbye to all the strangeness that happened to me.
~ By: Dr.Hyme ~Label: Bad Story My Own Heart
The hymer hello, my good friends. Maybe when I heard the rather sad story, maybe you'll ask ask me why my life like a man stranded. It is also possible when he heard the story of woe or stories about all the expectations, you will start thinking. But, I always smile or a little sour when you say yes or no. That's when I started consulting with my best friend. I also sometimes feel lonely in their own lives. Like in the wind and stranded on the island without inhabitants. When that's when I started to step forward to find a speck of white light that brought me to the road to happiness. And hopefully, my dream was realized.
~ By: DrHyme ~Label: Bad Story, My Dream, Peace Stories Living Opportunities
Somehow my heart feels a little quiet. Golden light of the moon, hugged me warmly. Instantly, I smiled a little. Like hugged by the mother who gave birth to me. My little heart said "Go ahead if you want to be free."
Thank my sayings. Munculah pair of white wings on my back. I unpacked my wings and my beat. Kuterangkat from where I stand. I have flown to find a drop of goodness. Flying in clouds accompanied by white cotton. A dove with me. Now, I'm going to try to keep always smiling and accepting what it is. Hopefully my life was always calm and everlasting.
~ By: Hyme ~Label: Peace Stories
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