Friday, February 5, 2016
050216
Maybe it is my mind that
is corrupted hence makes
me unaware of the mistakes
I do.
Maybe it is my heart that
is stained hence makes
me ignorant to the danger
that awaits.
Maybe it is my soul that
is empty hence makes
me difficult to return to
being good.
But how must I use my
mind to think when it
is corrupted?
How must I use my
heart to feel when it
is shattered?
How must I use my
soul to rejoice when it
is lost?
2:24 AM
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With SPM coming up, Syasya decides to write her journey to the biggest determiner of her life. (notice the brackets in her post counting down the days to the start of it) Turning 17 two days before Bahasa Melayu Paper 1, Syasya is an ambitious girl no taller than 5 foot 3, but with dreams higher than the sky. She spends her free time reading, sleeping, writing and lepaking. Syasya's a little bit weird sometimes, but, well, she likes to be different.
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