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Jan 2015
i miss the way how things used to work.
i miss it the most where you'd fight for me.
i miss it, when both of us actually in a relationship

not anymore.
we fail to define love.
i dont feel any
i cant feel any

promises,
are now, only meant to be broke.
fatin
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fatin  Borneo
(Borneo)   
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