"Even I can't understand every words they said,
their voices I craved so much to hear,"
It's weird,
When you are staring at their photos,
That can makes you laugh,
Or in tears,
Because you finally feel happy,
And missing them so much,
even you never met them,
in real life.
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Color Of Life (A Collection)
PoetryMy mind keep thinking, thinking until I can't feel again. This will be never-ending, but who knows if one day I'll give up, it's the day I can feel right again, it's the day I feel like my story is enough. . . . "What if someone's heart want to live...
