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Wednesday, May 13, 2009 [♥] 3:26 PM
dearest damn diary ...
latest poem , written during maths paper =.=
I forced myself not turh look at you ,
I failed tturh endure , stll hiding da truth .
She smiled at miie lyk she always do ,
& she keeps reminding miie of you ..
There she was standing right in front of miie ,
This very girl who makes you go crazy ..
She's way better ii thought with no doubt ,
Having everything dat ii have turh live without .
These daes you weren't der anymore lyk you always were ,
I kant help but turh think dat maybe you went turh look fer her ..
Every dawn , i wait & wait ,
Asking God , "Where is our 'fate' ?"

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