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Dec 2013
No matter how much I say it
To move on and never look back
I'm counting ten to one;
Every memory I think
With each of these numbers
Til number one comes
And boom
Like a big bang --
A firework
or a grenade,
Everything explode and gone to be dust
Like the things between us.
Krezeyyyy
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Krezeyyyy  22/F/Cebu, PH
(22/F/Cebu, PH)   
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