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    a rose blooms best near death, I'm in a full bloom...

    sshhhhh!!!
    Monday, June 25, 2007

    I cut myself in the silence, and it still hurts
    I have sorrowed the wrong god in the silence

    In the world of hurt, nothing ever changes
    Bleeding with scares, pride world is dying

    The sad black knight crosses his heart

    Gloria in the silence
    Brilliance in the silence
    Black frosty night

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    Friday, June 22, 2007

    I don't know how long... but it's been some time,
    how much do I really know about you?
    following the map with my fingertips isn't getting us anywhere,
    I see how it distresses you in your face,
    so much you try to conceal it.

    It's strange... how even as I run in circles
    as if resisting my advance to a busy future
    my heart still draws you.

    When I looked up, the radiance had filled the sky
    without losing any of its lustre.
    If only we could be like that sun always shining.

    I want to be embraced in your scent... if just a little longer
    the outside air pulls my collar, but I turned my back to it.

    my sighs blurring white in the air, inform me of the season.
    going through it again, a thought occurred to me,
    What am I doing here?

    I want to stay here watching you smile forever
    I want to live each changing moment in your eyes,
    in that one scene forever colored in gentle hues
    to bring us close together, I want to stop time forever.

    I want to stay here watching you smile forever
    I want to live each changing moment in your eyes,
    If one day I could bring you to a serene season
    to the flowers blooming in the sky like snowflakes.
    ...to the flowers

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    Friday, June 15, 2007

    Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam
    ~the mouth of the just meditates wisdom~
    et lingua eius loquetur iudicium
    ~and his tounge shall speaks of judgement~

    Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem
    ~blessed is the man who endures temptation~
    quoniam cum probatus fuerit accipiet coronam vitae
    ~for he's proved himself, he shall receive the crown of life~

    Kyrie, Ignis divine, eleison
    ~Lord, Holy Fire, have mercy~

    Oh quam Sancta
    ~Oh how Sacred~
    quam Serena
    ~how serene~
    quam Benigna
    ~how benevolent~
    quam amoena
    ~how lovely~
    Oh castitatis lilium
    ~Oh Lily of purity~

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    Wednesday, June 13, 2007

    Indah atau kampungan, itu terserah anda. Semuanya adalah bentuk kesinisan murni dalam menyikapi masalah yang masing-masing kami alami. Cinta, kepalsuan, kepenatan, dan masih banyak lagi. Daripada menjadi konsumen narkoba atau alkohol dan sebangsanya, kami lebih merelakan diri kami untuk menggoreskan kosa kata-kosa kata yang sebelumnya tidak lazim kami gunakan sehari-hari (kata-kata nu ceunah mah rada-rada geuleuh lamun dipake teh) dengan tumpahan tinta di secarik buku catatan lusuh yang diberi titel "Kitab (yang dianggap) Suci", sebuah Kitab Pujangga-Pujangga segelintir murid-murid SMU St.Aloysius Bandung angkatan '02-'03 (angkatan saya *ehm* .red). Selamat menghayati...

    Djalang soenggoeh
    rasa hati ingin mengojak;
    Marah soenggoeh
    rasa lidah setadjam sajat;
    tapi boekan, semoea boekan oentoekmoe
    soedahlah akoe mati;
    akoe haroes belajar
    Mati
    sesoenggoehnya beloem pernah mati
    Mati
    tapi boekan jang oentoek selamanja;
    Hidoep
    tak sepenoehnja bernjawa
    Hidoep
    joega tak selamanja;
    Akoe tak pernah hidoep sebeloemnja
    akoe telah lama mati;
    Mengapa kaoe dekap raga ini???
    sehingga djiwa ini soenggoeh ada;
    Mengapa tak kaoe koeboer sadja dalam-dalam!?
    biar akoe tak terdjaga..
    Moengkin akoe haroes mati,
    tapi oentoek kembali.... hidoep

    ditulis 19.02.02 -daniel-

    *bila Sang Pemilik Nyawa ini berkenan, semua tulisan yang ada di buku kusam yang penuh kenangan itu akan aku tumpahkan disini... tapi lebih penting lagi, apabila Anda bersedia membacanya*

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