A box is thrown from the window.
An ugly box has no value.
The recollection of the memory.
A smile was drawn
On the girls face
No obstacle
They can't beat
Helping each other to stand
Giving strength
Hold their hand
Towards life..
Even if the skies fall
The promise will still be a promise
To be remember
Thank you is not enough.
Sharing their soul
They said : This is for the three of us to survive
Word will just be a mere word
Nothing can change
Change can't measure the value
A girl is changing
The girls are happy for her
Never ask her to stop believing
Encourage her to run forward
Her smile, her character
Make the three of them.
"I hate you once..
But the hatred becomes friendship"
This is what the little girl think.
The box that I open
Told me this story
Neither a sad or happy ending.
This is what I think
That forever can fit in this story.
The talisman.
"To change together
To support each other
To give hand,
When the tears stop,
when the sadness hide,
when the sorrow fly away"
The one girl
Is not there anymore
I ask the box
Where is she,
It can't answer me
Girl, go on your journey
They pray for you
If Allah willing
The girl will never let the other girl stand
On her own
Because the other girl is there when
The girl has no strength to stand this world
It's for Allah I'll make myself strong
To go on,
To find the real happiness
The real victory
The real friend
I gonna miss you a lot
I will always believe
: Bertemu dan berpisah kerana Allah
Sahabat syurga
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