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Apr 2015
I stared in of the window
I still reminded of the past
I wondering am I move

I've to change!
the past hunts me like a jaws
I hate myself before

I whisper to myself
I've to change!
(but how?)

Who can help me to change
What can help me to change

I'm dies
I feel dying

This is not me
I need to be a good person
To place myself to heaven
When you crawling to him
He walk to you

When you walk to him
He run to you

When you run to him
He actually infront of you

Always believe
In Allah
He always help you

When we want something there must be with afford
If there no any afford so there no anything
Haniatira
Written by
Haniatira  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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