Till our last night comes
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Last published Mon, Feb 27, 2017
The Night,
The night that i love someone else
The night that my heart will still broken
The night that ive promise to myself that i will never ever be fall inlove again
I still expected that someday you've realize how much you love me
That someday you can see whats my worth's are
That someday you miss me
But im wrong
Past is only a Past
Never been back
Never been repeat
Someday i hope that theres one man who loves me most
A man who always beside me
And a man who never been leave me again
Until the last night comes for us
I want you to stay beside me
Kiss me until to our last breath
And love me till the last night comes
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