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tiga hari...

seolah-olah aku tak berpijak di sini....

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enam hari...

seolah-olah terbang ke langit tinggi...

terbangg....

hilang...

JURNAL

Well I tried my preeminent to win your heart. Will you ever or never see me in your sight? Don't you let go, the finest cuddle in our lives, The forgo that we've swallowed from first to last. Contemplating every inch of your madness, lights of your sadness. How wreck was your painfulness. I know its hard being in your shoes, being who you are. Let's turn these agonies to a dazzling jiffy right away. And make the day better as we've never been before. Don't you ever feel jaded, baby? For what he had done to you despondently. This is my last serenade for you. Don't turn your back on me now and never. Don't you leave me here alone! I'm sorry I didn't meant to yelled at you. It's just that I'm worried that you will leave me again. We can make this happen, darling. I promise you. You just have to believe in me and we'll work things out (Somehow, I know that you still love me)

Selasa, September 23, 2008

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