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Thursday, 30 December 2010


Someone is calling him by his name,
It's  someone whom he will love till his death,
What if all her feelings feels so fake,
What if she is in infatuation,but for him it's obsession,
And he will love her till his last breath.

No matter how many days pasts away,
No matter how hard the time comes,
His love is not like the season which changes,
He will always remember the pretty little face.
But she hates his face
But he will still love her "till his last breath"