Saturday, September 02, 2017

M R H




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: They might be dead. They might be lost.
But they forever lives on.

- Memories

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: No matter what you do, it do the same. No matter what you say, it won't answer.
If you won't look, it would never appeared.

- Reflection

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: It can cut you deeply. It can hurt you so much.
It can crush you down so badly. It can ruin you so madly.
But you it keeps you breathing. Keeps you alive after your death.

- Heartbreak

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: Jr.



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