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Hujan buatmu rindu, Rindu yang sebatas luka dan doa, Yang perihnya masih sama Ada proyeksi bayang semu, dari ingatan yang kian usang -namun tak kunjung lekang, pada sudut kota yang pernah kamu tinggalkan Pada dinding-dinding kaca itu tersimpan Percakapan tentang mimpi-mimpi yang kita umbar Yang kini telah menguap Dan terlepas dari segenggam angan Kepada kota ini kamu pulang, Kepada kota ini kamu hilang

All the pop music won't help Past the time that runs so slowly And lingers around your neck,  Time took your breath away, It took your breath away - - With chapped lips, Singing the tantrums Of Piledriver Waltz You wished you could disappear - - You're dying for the wounds Which you can visually see Because unlike what's inside you, You can watch it slowly healed

Soon, All the Tingling butterflies, Sparkling eyes, Warm laughters, Impulsive trips, Random places, Little surprises, Soon be gone, As the words that's fading, And washed away, From your mind, Slowly, Leaving me, Slowly, Not surely, Rather unsure, Fading, Not sure, Of the feeling, You don't say, No more, Or this feeling, You aren't able, To read, And fail, To even understand, ... .. .

Tau yang lebih buruk dari sendirian, kehujanan, naik angkot, sendal jebol, dan payung rusak? Well let me tell you: Kehujanan, kejebak macet padahal praktikum tinggal 10 menit lagi, sepatu kerendem air, payung kebalik, TP basah, terlambat masuk praktikum, have to wear your soaking wet shoes pants and clothes for 4 hours, menunggu orang yang berjanji menemani makan tapi php setelah 2 jam lebih, celana yang baru dibeli ilang dan ga ada yang mau tanggung jawab, belum makan selama 14 jam terakhir. Itu, itu yang terburuk. Jadi makasih sudah mengambil andil dalam hari terburuk sedunia!

It all with hearts you’ll find the answers  You start to jump but the ground seems getting closer and,  up in the clouds is where you are  I hope the sky is where you find it all 

There are times when you almost believe that you've get through it When you thought that you've over it But when it all clicks, you'll lose again You lose again Like you lost yourself for too many times before Your wounded soul won't heal And those scars all over you, they laugh at you And you still wished for the help that never came Because eventually, you're always alone

Maybe it's just some phase Well it'd better be a phase The denial The torn in between deleting or not Whether adjusting to the situation, or recalling good things Flashback that wasn't that bitter, because really, it was never that bitter