July Bones

Sounds a glimpse  Not yet to be reach There the storm wind And dark clouds in me It wants me to feel Beyond my clarity I'm sick and suffocated I long to more burns Don't know where it come from But I know to be wise and sharp Something is coming Someone is here I wonder who is it But my eyes blind My present not even near Who is it? There comes the deep attack I n my heart I'm afraid if I don't know who If I was too late There comes the deep attack Might be I have lost

And no ones come back No ones stay I courage myself to be alone But i'm afraid, so afraid And no ones lift a hand No ones by my side I'm strong, I'm brave But I'm afraid, so afraid And no ones turn around No ones hold you back Don't feel, I won't hurt But I'm afraid, so afraid And no ones remind No ones so touch I let everything go And I'm frightened My nerve so distance not see lights to guide I'm afraid, oh, so afraid Where do I belong?

I put my mind blindly, yet thee full of maze and every time I keep lost I follow thee wherever the heart might gone For the history, I have made lots of fall down With you, there love, I carry the empty words Shall I go or shall I stay, the sorrow riddles always in the head Lots of miserable thoughts I endure on my own Joggling and clowns around me, play my heart to against me Singing of birds and great scent from flowers, good memories shall I remember Even the sad ending still keep the beautiful essence from thee Even worst pictures of thee put them to love thee  in thee greatness and in thee madness But my soul guides me, thee love, I'm not yours The answer for both of us, as we are, as one Impossible, as we also said to ourselves, impossible, and we still guess In the end, the edge reveals and I not see thee As my thee with a blindfold at thee eyes, too long the fogs separate us My silent bones walk through many paths waiting For my has walk through the tou

Carry the heavy but silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled. I whispered but no friends to talk, no hates go right. I held his arm but the wind take him into the storm and rain gone mad. I embraced his back to help him to be himself, yet the carry asked him not to. I let him go.  Run, devil, run, and shadows blacked his road. Let's stop but he kept run and he kept do for me asked to not do. He let them go. Carry the heavy bur silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled. The warm wheel, I let him go. And, goodreads version: Carry the heavy but silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled. I whispered but no friends to talk, no hates go right. I held his arm but the wind take him into the storm and rain gone mad. I embraced his back to help him, yet the carry asked him not to. I let him go.  Run, devil, run, and shadows black his road. Let's stop but he kept run and he kept do for me while I ask to not t

Aku menutup mataku dan seseorang yang kukenal ada di sana. Aku melangkahkan kakiku ke arahnya sama seperti ia mendatangiku. Aku berhenti dan ia selangkah mendekat. Aku menyapanya namun ia tidak menyahut. Aku menanyakan siapa yang ia cari namun raut mukanya tidak mengenalku. Aku menanyakan siapa yang ia cari lagi dan ia memberitahukannya. Aku kembali menutup mataku dan seseorang yang kukenal kembali di sana. Aku tidak melangkahkan kakiku dan raut mukanya berubah sedih. Aku benci melihatnya dan ia membiarkanku meninggalkannya. Aku menutup mataku dan seseorang yang kukenal ada di sana. Aku terdiam dan tidak bergerak ketika ia berubah tersenyum padaku. Aku tidak membalas dan ia mendatangiku. Aku memandangnya dan ia kembali mencari seseorang. Aku menjawab kalau yang ia cari tidak ada di sini. Aku menanyakan kapan yang ia cari akan datang dan ia tidak tahu. Aku ingin pergi karena udara berubah menjadi dingin dan ia pun menggigil. Aku berjalan dan ia menemani. Aku menutup ma

There's a whistleblower said the enemy country wants to send the stomic bomb to the land. They have lost so many people. While we're being good with our own hiding. It is very hard to see yourself as a double agent and your own foreign country were going down. But, it's the work to find the mother of the virus. To be in the country, I had to learn their language for about a month before I sailed by the secret stolen their little ship which being given by Abby's father. It was the night when Abby sat in front to me, crying and beg me for not go. I still remember her last saying, "Don't let go, Rover." She gave me the earring. I'm still wearing it. Much people on this country saying the one earring means I'm gay. Until the last moment we're together, she still made fun on me. After that night, I had lost my nationality and being the enemy nationality. I sailed just like an ordinary fisherman. I actually changed my face. Every morning, it's

I would love to make a zombie story for the pra-celebration of the return upcoming Season 4: The Walking Dead, which will be aired on October 23rd, 2013. This is my first time zombie story I've ever made. So, I would love to make it easy to read, so I put the Bahasa language. I hope you don't mind.     This story is about the mistaken infection on the little vacation island. So little island that it's actually has the urban mystery about the serial killer living on the island and killing the tourists. But, it's actually the reason many random people take the tour to that island. That urban legend about the serial killer is real. For the bounty hunters, they would love to catch the serial killer who did kill 27 persons, the most large amount from latest years. His name is Vince Dalton. He likes to make traps around the forest of the island. But, the most interest thing he always like is looking the target (most of them are the bounty hunters) and catch them. The