Saturday, 1 June 2013


thanx for the memory
thanx for the memory.

sorry for everything.
all those phase where I was
troubling you,
hopes and faith that i gave.
I knew I did dissapointed you.

What's left to say when every words been spoken?
What's left to see when our eyes won't open?
What's left to do when we've lost all hope and
What's left to broke when our heart's are broken?

-golden leaves, the passenger.

but hey, I did my part.
and it was over.
I have no idea how we ended up like this.

strangers it is.

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