Jumat, 01 April 2011

LOVE IS A SELFISH THING #1

Sometimes I wake up from my sleep just to think why you do such murder to me. I just don't know why this can be so unfair; I take the red rose from the cemetery just for you, I sing through the rain only for you. Yet, you are still on mind, so far away from reality. If someday I know why, please tell me the sharpest thought or I won't understand. By that time, I will know why this feeling stands.

-Sorry I just want to mention your name.

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