Friday, February 12

You'll Be Gone.. ( You'll be My Memory )

It's always has to grow, just leave them all behind
hope we'll never found, cos all my health was here
and the disease gone feel fine now..

the pills get operated, without you by my side
no smell from your breathe, and smile from your face
it's has to changed, just leave them all behind
and hope we'll never found..
just sleeping with no wake and it's all I ask to you, my dear..

you will be the memory, hide your pain carefully
choose your grave immediately, and hide your pain immediately..
cos time running fast without you notice,
that your life getting short forget your good time first..

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