craziness struck when the clock hits twelve tonight.

and where is the family love?

the house is merely a place,
where everyone come back and hide in their corner.
is no longer a place,
named home .

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i miss that botak of mine.



each day ,
i looking forward to that an hour.
each day,
the sweet lil sms melts mine.
each day,
that call of urs give me encouragement.
each day,
i looking forward .