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Monday, August 31, 2009

sunset

mince my words with this as background music:



The last time I'll ever think about things
hopefully I get to keep it.

The last time I'll say your name over and over
between sleeping and the waking hours
like an addict
like a madman
ever so stubborn and foolish.

The last time I'll wish
that things will get better

Coz I know
when I step out
finally...
with all of me...

Everything would be.

A thousand new dreams to make.
Millions of seconds to recover.
There's no turning back.
Let this chapter be over.

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