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Does any one care? I think my poem sucks.Nobody ever bother to drop by,em....
When you always gets envy by other...
Lost your pen=no pen
No pen=no notes...
Corpse and bone
Caught my zone...
Remembering the past,
It is like falling apart...
How I still remember
How we became close and declare as friend...
How I wish that I could photoshop all the bad memories
Because the flashbacks, oh the flashbacks
Won't leave me alone~
The real love is when you can love someone with all your heart without expecting anything from the one you love not even to be love back by them. -amirah hamizah-
You are in grief because you can't have her without realizing that somebody else hides a deeper pain for not having you.