Kamis, 02 Februari 2012

Friends of the past

Finding friends is very difficult
Like finding a needle in a haystack

When the liver depressed, sad miserable stabbed
You're always there in any circumstances
You are so precious

A thousand problems to yourself
You remain silent beside me

Although never hurt
You still have my untnuk

I listen to a friend
Could you still remember me?

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