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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Words. They just turn into bubbles, vanish on the way reaching out
You know you need to speak up but you have no idea how
When people get disappointed, frustrated, fed up at you
You can just lock yourself with words, your own words

Coward.
We all are.We soon were.
Cowardly in love.

Planting love into your empty heart
Pouring stars into your empty sky
But your sky seems so bright they overwhelmed my shining stars



Nah. I'm fine. Goodnight. 

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