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Why did you have to go?

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

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I put all my hopes to get to where you are,
Ache floats up high along the way,
Would you still remember me?

I'll let you inside my mind,
So I can carry you around.
The blind light,
The warm night,
The cold fear,
Will eventually die.

So, your love will still be exist,
When the next train come,
Soon.





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