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When Fear Knocks on My Window | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. When Fear Knocks on My Window. Asymp; Leave a comment. Fear is knocking on my window. When my spirit is low. It’s making an exquisite show. Of how my life could be a flop show. My mind is freezing,. My limbs are numb. My heart is racing. As worries start to come. I don’t like the feeling. When fear makes me bow down. Because I’m not a weakling. The alarm in me is going ring ding ding. The charm is broken. When the words are spoken. I have an option.
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When I Danced with Jealousy | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. When I Danced with Jealousy. Asymp; Leave a comment. She came with her sweet face. Smiling, she offered her hand. Enchanting that’s she was. Her friendship looked so grand. The music was playing. She took me to dance. As she fell in trance. I could only stare. Silently make a prayer. My lips were sealed tight. The move I wanted to take were frozen by the sight. My heart grew heavy with fright. I tried to dance myself free. And light up my heart.
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Pergi | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. Asymp; Leave a comment. Pergi menyelami diri,. Menemukan kembali apa yang kucari. Jakarta, 18 November 2013. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. When Fear Knocks on My Window. Asymp; Leave a comment. Fear is knocking on my window. When my spirit is low. It’s making an exquisite show. Of how my life could be a flop show. My mind is freezing,. My limbs are numb. My heart is racing. As worries start to come. I don’t like the feeling. When fear makes me bow down. Because I’m not a weakling. The alarm in me is going ring ding ding. The charm is broken. When the words are spoken. I have an option.
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Aramalia | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. Asymp; Leave a comment. Pak Tua duduk di trotoar, menengadahkan tangan. Tubuhnya hanya tulang berbalut kulit renta,. Berhiaskan baju usang dan bermahkotakan topi berlubang. Di wajahnya terukir jejak-jejak perjuangan. Pak Tua, saat senjamu menjelang,. Kau masih harus tetap berjuang. Kau berusaha bertahan bagai batu karang yang dihempas gelombang. Kau bertarung melawan gilasan jaman. Pak Tua memandang nanar ke arah orang-orang yang lalu lalang.
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Soar | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. Asymp; Leave a comment. I feel sore,. But I have a call. Telling me I have to soar. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. The Road is Home.
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Bertahan | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. Asymp; Leave a comment. Pak Tua duduk di trotoar, menengadahkan tangan. Tubuhnya hanya tulang berbalut kulit renta,. Berhiaskan baju usang dan bermahkotakan topi berlubang. Di wajahnya terukir jejak-jejak perjuangan. Pak Tua, saat senjamu menjelang,. Kau masih harus tetap berjuang. Kau berusaha bertahan bagai batu karang yang dihempas gelombang. Kau bertarung melawan gilasan jaman. Pak Tua memandang nanar ke arah orang-orang yang lalu lalang.
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A Reply to “When Fear Knocks on My Window” | Aramalia's Love of Life
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Aramalia's Love of Life. Live life. Love life. Live love. A Reply to “When Fear Knocks on My Window”. Asymp; Leave a comment. I wrote a poem, When Fear Knocks on My Window,. Yesterday and showed it to a friend, Rupa. Actually I wrote the poem because she wanted me to show her some of my poems. As I was too lazy to dig out my scattered files, I thought I’d just make one. Fear knocking at your window. When your spirit is low? No, no, I think it’s too beware. To knock at your door. With ample courage,.