But no matter what happens,
I hope things would be alright.
A hope with no candle.
A hope with no light.
All that's left behind,
Is the tragic of my life.
The fear to lose you;
The pleasure to be free
A mixed confusion
That has no happy ending.
I just want to escape this tragedy.
A heart that belongs to a lion,
A scar that cannot heal.
Whenever I see your smile,
My heart gives a little squeal.
Now you're gone, far away,
But thinking about you, makes me smile..
All the joyful moment we had,
let it be war or love;
I just had a glory of having you in my life.
But, that passed away in second
And there are just memories;
All left behind!
-Tuesday, 26th June 2012 [8:30pm]
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