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Monday, June 4, 2007

Where has it gone to0?



The past of mine I don't wish to be reminded of
It keeps haunting like a barrier between me and my happiness
Those who knows may leave me
I don't wish to be stranded like this
It's ashamed to lo0se someone to0 precious to be losing but the past is as if the poison for living
Can anyone tell me a solution for this?
I am confused and out of idea
To lie, is a suicide
To tell, is a homicide
Will people know?
Will people understand?
Will people lend a hand or throw me out from their sight?
For now, I am just a human being with full of mistakes
A human being that have learnt from her mistake
Awaits for her happiness to come by
Awaits for her joy to make her smile again.....


A friend of mine wrote this. I just wanna share with all of you that, no matter how dark your past is. Don't be discourage. There's always a reason behind everything that happened. Do not fear of getting leave by those whom you might have called precious. To love someone is to love their past. If you know what i mean... The past is just only a lesson to be learnt. Someone who knows and stays; understands, accepts and believes in you. However, be careful to whom you tell. Nevertheless, you have the right to tell or not to tell... Listens to your heart...

--> Leave the past behind and move on everyone...



? a life to0 precious to WASTE.
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