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Thursday, April 05, 2007

Things have changed since then..


Why does good things always have to end??

Why does good guys always finish last??

Where is she on my tagboard??

Does she even visits it??

Does she even care??

What is the meanin of life now??


These questions i ask myself for the past few days.. and i still cant answer it..
i dont understand..


Will i ever hold her hand again??



Those memories were sweet,
12:30 AM