Minggu, 30 Oktober 2011

it's about us

when i open the book ,
i can remember the memory of us 
can you remeber that? 
when i open these book , 
i saw you and i write the poem of us 
can you write again?
when i open these book,
i thinking you and i very happy in the past
but now? we like a stranger nobody greet another . 
yeah , it's past .
happy , loving , caring ,etc. 
but now , close the book and the mind of us .

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