Apr 29, 2011

Long Not Lost Friend

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.


Samir baik orangnye, rakannya yang hilang, semalam hilang. Kesian Samir.

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