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i made mistakes a lot. I complaint a lot. I came with fuckloads of emotional garbage with me.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Missing star

I can never really tell you why
I've been missin' you a lot
And I just have to take another look of your photo
In my wallet

And there's no reason why I kept your t-shirt
By myside when I sleep
Pretending you were never really
Gone

It's like a missing star
That's always been up in your sky
It's like the rainbow that never comes
After the rain

It's like the sun never rises
In every of your morning
How am I suppose to live without all those things?
They are all you..

P/S:
A dedication to a man who used to be mine.
Guess you must want me to go on. I love you always.
I know you are, and will always be a happy man.

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