To miss the chance
To let the opportunity
Too late to realise
Too slow to move
Too long to stay in the circle
To cry after
To blame my self then
I am a good pretender
I am good in hiding the truth feeling
I am a master in smiling to cover the pain
I am is what I am
One of stupid lovers
-sometime in the air, in sept 2010-
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