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What Will...?Curiosity is growing;
as I wonder...
If you ever come to me,
and hug me suddenly...
What will I do?
What will I react?
What will I sound?
This sincere heart; even though fragile,
twisted and damaged for many times,
it still functions, but never the same...
Still, when the right person comes; that is you...
Does the sweet, unexpected, respected movements,
my heart will healed, perfectly, wonderfully
in a blink of an eye...
So, my curiosity will keep growing;
my thoughts will keep wondering...
If you ever come to me,
and hug me suddenly...
What will I do?
What will I react?
What will I sound?
(MBLAQ) A Congratulations' Fan-ServiceAfter years of training, you finally debuted as an actress in J.Tune Camp. So, you signed a contract with the company in CEO's room, and then, when you exits the room, your manager give you permission to go straight running and find Seungho. (your manager knows that you really like Seungho and he was like a brother to you since he was always there for you.)
Room by room... You looked everywhere. But Seungho is no where to be found. You only saw all the MBLAQ members in a practicing room but not Seungho. They're whispering to each other and you just can't hear what they are saying...Well, it seems like they're planning some things... You can tell. And they're acting not to know your appearance, so few seconds after, you just go near to approach them.
You : chogiyoo oppaa.
Mir : *Shocked* 'Your name'!! nae dosaengie!! *playful voice* *then quickly hugs you*
..*all the MBLAQ members laugh*
Joon : Yah!! Kumanaae!! *unlocks you from Mir's tight hug*
You : Aniii! Kwencanay
As I Look At YouThese, gorgeous, blooming,
heavenly, magnificent feelings
appear; all speed to the senses
as I glimpse to that, fascinating,
enchanting, well-liked figure...
And those, exposed grins, smiles
declare a stunning design, reaches
to the eyes, effortlessly;
gleaming, melting the heart
Styles, fashions, all sparks;
your natural, husky voice, everything,
are you exhibiting the charms?
Even simplest moves, as you sing,
thrill my nerves; I still feel it!
These kind, of pleasures, drown me
into unexplained thoughts...
The shapes, doodle by you,
what are these?
It's crazy, it's nonsense;
am I obsessed?
Lover and Best Friend4 in the evening, that beautiful scenery..
They were sharing a scarf, like a couple
walking down the snowy road together, slowly;
as the girl told stories, the boy listened;
no signs of coldness, especially in between
their holding hands; the minds and feelings
all filled with happiness and joy..
They kept walking; until arrived to a big tree
as a shelter, they sat there; still holding hands
and the moment goes on, and on; story by story..
"It's getting dark.." says the boy suddenly;
the girl replied, "Lets go home then"
as she wanted to get up; suddenly, "no, not yet"
says the boy, he pulls her hand to sit down;
"I need to tell you something, I want you
to know, that I just like you so mu.."
Before he even finished the words, the girl
kissed him by the cheek; then smiled
and she said..
"Yes, I already know that."
"I just like you that much too."
Are You Still Smiling That Way?reminiscence the times we met long ago
you had a childish smile; drawn
on a small, round; yet a cute face
it gave me endless of wonders
Will that smile remains?
Those moments are blessed; where
the whole scenery was beautiful
and perfect; you came to me
like a sudden rain of happiness
heavier and heavier, around me..
You were always there when I needed
with a playful, but the sweetest smile
that belongs to a prince charming
never failed stealing my heart away..
Quiet a long time have passed
if only I could look at you again
after all these time; just to see
if you still have that smile..
Welcome to a Modern WorldOnce again, both my eyes are opened
Returning myself from the dreamland to the reality
Where the silent screams existed,
Where the wishes shattered
And no one even lend their side ear, as hypocrite lies through
Not even one, is cared; when everyone are all busy, busy with themselves
Business; works, first thing in every thought, but unrealized that the world is full
Full with humans who needed money the most
Who needed be saved and given attention
But only, three out of ten are releasing their cares; and the sad truth is forming
Where the truth is like folding a paper airplane; then throws it to the sky, far, far away
And it will collapse, disappear; as it no longer be seen, no longer be heard
No one knows but themselves; of what is the next worst in front
It could be the worst thing; that we ever imagined
But right now, all we still doing is thinking
Thinking of useless solutions
Remember Our Last Song (Pt.2) ENDGale fall asleep so quickly; his eyes become really tired because of the whole day without rest. In the same time, Fein was trying hard to sleep. She keeps counting the sheep in her dream.
The morning has finally come; the clock had show that its 8am. Gale woke up as he heard his phone rings again, knowing that it would be a message from Fein. Fein says: "Good morning, Gale. Please do remember what I told you last night. Okay?" Gale replied: "Okay. No Problem. Good morning." Before he tried to send it, he got an idea of adding something near last word, he added a small heart. Hoping that Fein will know about what he really feels for her. Few moments after, Gale deletes the heart before he even sends the simple text. He knew that if the heart is sent, the situation will be really awkward when they meet up. He also thinks that a relationship should not rush as it may effect the situations.
Through the night, Fein really cannot
Remember Our Last Song (Pt.1)One fine day, a teenager named Gale had to drive to a book-store; which asked by his mother. He had to buy some reference books that are needed by his sick younger brother. As Gale arrived near to the book-store, he parked safely and quickly got out from his car. He wanted to be in time, as promised to his mother.
After Gale has finally found all of the reference books, he ran to the counter. But then suddenly, he bumped to a girl named Fein. She fell down; her music books are all messed on the ground. Gale said sorry to her and quickly help her get up with all the books. Fein did not angry; but she seems speechless and only replying him "it's okay". Few moments after, Gale felt the urge to know her name; seeing that Fein has the same interest in music. So they shook hands, and only two words come out from each own lips.
They both know that they should be quickly. That simple greeting and eyes met have just started it all.
Christmas WarmthThe day ..The night
has finally arrive where every houses
are having crystal lights from the Christmas tree
and every family are filled with harmony
warmth and love..
Happiness is all in the air..
..There are two teenagers
finally meet in their hometown
of studies and long to be together..
It was a very silent night and a holy night,
they two spend time praying sitting together
under the big Christmas tree along with their family..
The lovers knew that beautiful moment
they are h
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
Drowning Into Deep Sea...The strong wind of lies pushes her off
from the boat where she thoughts
that she will stay forever
but now, followed by the wind
she fell deep
into the sea..
No one is there
to see her drown..
She was all alone
but only accompanied by her past memories
that she once have threw them away..
She thoughts as it all fade deep into the ocean
her happiness will be last forever..
She began to thought that no one,
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