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Nota pertama untuk kamu yang bikin aku hilang 4 mata. Iya, kamu. Kau lah, bukan orang lain, kau itu. Kau tahu kau siapa.
Aku memang gemar bereksperimentasi dengan kamu - walaupun mungkin aku belum tunjuk gila aku pada kau (mitos si bongkok sabit? Whatever). Oleh itu, aku ingin ucapkan, terima kasih secara public buat pertama kali! A big fat thank you - sambil tolak cerita lain itu dekat belakang.
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Some things still fascinates me.
I wonder how did they do it, putting aside the feeling, but allowing the action to react?
Oh, be careful. You are not just goofing around, my dear. You can crush a lot of broken-hearts in this viscous cycle.
Including mine.
I wonder how did they do it, putting aside the feeling, but allowing the action to react?
Oh, be careful. You are not just goofing around, my dear. You can crush a lot of broken-hearts in this viscous cycle.
Including mine.
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Last week, I begin reminiscing with songs as below :
"Lie awake in bed at night, And think about your life, Try to let go of the truth, The battles of your youth, Because this is just a game."
"Paint! Paint this red! Paint this red! Yeah, paint this red."
"Can a song replace a broken heart? Now can a song replace a broken love?"
"Are we fighting for something? We can't save them all. I can't believe we let this one go... I'm gone"
Darn, I'm disturbed. Very disturbed indeed.
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