A Happy Ending

Monday, January 30, 2012


It calls when I have found, understand when I try to stand, so I proud because I wasnt giving up when the storm comes and let me-inside dying softly, the reason maybe just because I didnt pay attention to any mutual freak voices whom scream out about how dare or maybe they meant how lucky I am, and now I dont need to looking back and how hard to get your first to people who make you think twice then, but lucky means something when it calls, lucky works when they didnt even scream out loud again and over again, I'm not pretending to be someone else because you still hold my hand even when I'm in crazy scene. 

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