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Everyone Wear Their Own Mask

 ((Dibuat ketika terbayang kejadian menyesakkan yang bikin ku kesal saat baru menutup mata)) In a world rife with falsehoods and surrounded by malevolent forces, everyone wears their own mask. Good conceals evil, and evil disguises good. Deception reigns supreme. Yet, some still believe. Driven to madness by the illusions crafted by the mask. It's as if you tightly grasp the complexities of a distant figure, deceived by the mask. Even as you are deceived by the mask, unaware of being impressed. Gradually, the trap blinds your eyes, withers your heart. You become ensnared in falsehood, lost in your delusion. Those masks that deceive you will never be held accountable for your misguidance and the chronic delusions you suffer from. You must strive to find your own path to sanity, discerning the line between fantasy and reality. So, good luck, dear devotees of the false🖕 -vic
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Bising mantra mengetuk di kepala Membisikan pada semilir angin beribu pinta Kelak untaian mantra itu mengudara Kiranya akan meluruh duka angkara Sebagian ku harap berlabuh pada tali jiwa Yang kini masih ditawan puaka Ku harap tabah menyelimuti dadanya Agar jika genap kelak membawa, ia paripurna Duhai waktu yang bergerumit mulur Aku titip nasib yang masih samar lebur Kiranya di kemudian kelak elok mujur Kiranya di kemudian kelak muram layur -vic

Something

Something in your head, Intricacies weaving threads, Suspicions rise, a tangled mesh, Compelling, yet unclear, no less. Stuck inside, lost in wonder, Shall I linger, or move yonder? Something in your smile, Echoes of a past defiled. I see her shadow in your grin, A trace of betrayal, a ghost within. -vic

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Temu-Pisah: Epilog Tanpa Prolog

Temu-pisah memang sudah sepaket. Namun dalam bab sedikit panjang tentang kamu, ku pikir temu kita akan lama. Jadi ku gantung banyak rahasia, harap, asa pada tubuhmu tempo hari.   Tapi bagimu, kata-kataku menjelma beban di pundakmu. Mungkin terlalu banyak yang ku beri. Jadi selamat, kita sudah sampai pada epilog di buku tipis ini.  Dalam keniscayaan hidup kita yang sementara, terima kasih sudah sudi bersinggungan denganku. Kiranya kamu dan aku akan bersinggungan lagi nanti. Saat keluar dari cerita lusuh ini, semoga kakimu selalu kuat untuk berlari mengejar yang kamu cari. -vic

And Over Again

And over again, I find myself captivated by the resonance of your voice. It is my most cherished melody. Deeper than the ocean floor, yet so gentle, it grants me the courage to willingly sink into its depths. And over again, you unveil the symphony of your melodies, revealing the brilliance of your musical taste. How enchanting you are as you sway with your guitar, I am undeniably captivated. And over again, you ensnare me, drawing me into the depths of your essence with a mere utterance of hello. Your words flow like the dawn, your listening is akin to finding a silver lining in the clouds. I cherish every facet of your being, from the soft snore to the laughter, From the bravery you exude to the vulnerabilities you reveal. Time has passed, but this feeling remains steadfast, undeniably yours. And over again, a lingering fear persists. Close to you, both amazement and fear intertwine. It hurts yet heals, a paradox of emotions that leaves me breathless. You leave me in a state of bewil