Thursday, October 17, 2013


The scent right after rain touch the the ground
Successfully bring me back to the time
When you were mine
When our hearts were bound in one
When everything was seemed so fine

It's not the memory I want
Because it always hurts even it is none now
So why can't we say it is 'done'
Since we can't turn around


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