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Torn
Now the perfect sky is torn.
Date : Sunday, February 15, 2009
um...guess that's the end of the weekend. booking in in the morning before 7.30.
uhhh nothing much to say, nothing much to do.

just sleep and wait for morning to arrive,
let the days pass and time do it's job.

how much heartache can one take? i wondered when i was sitting in the plane waiting for take off...
images of you kept flashing in my mind,
songs we played together kept ringing while i was climbing up the countless knolls.

i needed somebody; i needed you.

Baby,top. || 11:58 PM

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