at first I had enough of it,
somehow it makes me sick,
it makes me don't even want to taste it...
not even a glace for a smile of hope
it is sick.
another hopes
another tears...
another laughter that turns out to be a fake
I feel sick...
sick of love.
when you thought someone love you back,
with their kisses, with their hugs, with their hands
did you hope for a things?
did you wishing that person is yours?
well... STOP wishing
cause everything ain't to be real
even though you feel it in every inch of your skin,
within every heart beat whenever you are with them
Sunday, 31 January 2010
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