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Monday, 22 June 2009
still the first time

i'm still lonesome. i still am.

you're still not here. you're still somewhere out there. i'm still waiting for you. i'm still in love with you. i still cry for you. i still thinks of you. i still remember the first time we met. i still remember the first time we kiss. i still have your pictures. i still cannot forget about you.

i still miss you. and i still want you.


if you never come, will god send me an angel? a clone like you

an angel that can still tell me that my world will be alright and i'm still waking up with a bright smile on my face.

but i didn't wake up with smiles on my face, i never been, eversince you disappear

a simple thing, where have you gone?

angel? help me, i'm helpless and lonely and empty
i'm all hollowed beneath this skin

i'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin, but there's nothing left to put a trust on. has all hopes been gone? if i put some hope on myself and any of you, will we even make it?

fears, it eats me up, run like fire

go away then, you go away, until, still.


Monday, June 22, 2009

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