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Jumat, 28 Januari 2011

Traitor.

I smile when you're always there
in tears when I menitikan you always present with me
You are always faithful to fill your heart and my day
you always gave me a sad smile on my time

coy ...
why are you kencingi this peace ...?
Where does the word "peace" that you carved in my heart.

Brow ...
something to the friendship which we live
if you stab me from behind.
Words begin to rot,
your heart feels stale and your smile is my grief.

Your smile just makes my heart hurt,
you're not my friend,
and you are a traitor.

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