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Mar 2014
I am the production of a destruction
Of one hand with no intention
I would have run if I have known
There is no where I can hide
But you had me at hello
And I lost you in goodbyes
Like thunder with no warnings
You swirled me into your storms
I was waiting for you to look me in the eyes
To tell me,
"Darling, you're going to be alright."
Written by
Thisisphong  Borneo Island
(Borneo Island)   
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