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Dec 2015
I could've wished upon a star
for a little thing called hope
but I know-
hope is a fragile thing
so brittle people could drop it
anytime, anywhere

I thought
Your promises was undistorted
but I was completely wrong
All that ever came out from your mouth were
fake hopes and empty promises


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Rb
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Rb  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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   Christina Cox
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