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Sunday, October 19, 2008

mood:moodless

your happy when im gone..
go away and leave me alone..
looking back through time..
i though your really mine..
time change and so as you..
throwing me away to the loo..
while im slowly pulling back..
you add weights of worry on my back..
as soon i finally got to you..
i wanted to say i love you..
but my tongue was tied..
all this while i'll been lied..
trying my best to be someone for you..
in the end making myself a mess just for you..
im glad your happy right now..
as im no longer your burden for now..
i guess you dont even care it ended..
because this is what you have intended..
thanks for everything..
your time calling..
your time messaging..
your time talking..
i love it lots..
but this is the path made by god..
i thought what you said before is true..
but im just an ordinary guy under the sky blue..
that you can just dispose..
and find someone that you think has that post..
a position to be your boyfriend..
the one who you most understand..
i know by now you have erase all about me..
and so do i will now try to erase it quickly..
i'll end this here for now..
and i'll still cheer you up when your down..

1:06 AM

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