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    Thursday, December 16, 2010 10:41 PM


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    i never ran away from my problems cos i never had a problems without a physical form..

    why...
    since when did i let so many things into my world ??
    why
    when you came into my world, you bought so many things but when you left, i am left to deal with all these ??

    my world just used to be me and my other half. nothing else used to matter

    friends..
    enemies...
    they were all just passing shadows..

    why is it that i want to run away to a place that has no trace of you ??

    why is it i cant hate you ??
    when i know i have to..
    why is it i cant stop loving you ??
    when i know i shouldnt..


    hold me now at 10:41 PM
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