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Nyniie Angel
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Friday, 9 August 2013

Time, most precious thing you cant buy back. Memories, the only thing that stay throughout your life. The only thing we look forward for on syawal are just to groom ourself with new clothes, heavy makeup & pictures. Because we expect too much, hoping for soo much just to be dissapoint again & again. Getting together with so much scar just dont feel the same like how we used to. Those days whereby we are soo xcited to celebrate as we know they will come. Come and share e joy together w/out any walls. That is pure happiness. Down the road, soo much had happened. So many heart were hurt. Thin walls were build. Fake smiles everywhere. So year by year, we stop hoping. Sharing e joy only among us. Theres nothing to look forward for. Bcause those time are gone behind the walls tht nobody wants to break it & what stays are just memories.

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