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Myself

- 17 on 5th Oct 2006. - Known as Aryuna. - Sketching, Mangas, Dancing and Singing.

I wish for...

- A black ink pen. - Keyboard. - Peace and Good Health.

My Friends


Zizie
Alia
Ella
Firah
Dyl
Ama
Hanna
Diyy
Iffah
Aryuna
NazAmirah
credits

Aryuna

inspired by Michelle*
It's History

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Talk It Out


Sunday, February 27, 2005


I've decided to give it all up for...
I've decided to break it all apart...
I've decided never to talk about it anymore...
and the last decision... stop thinking about this fart...

i wake up in the morning, hoping for a shiny day
but as i woke up today, it was raining... heavily
i walked up to the window and stood by it
i witness tears from the sky... i witness them drop... lie after lie
it was heart wrenching... it was life-threatening
i can't stop this emotional part of me to bleed
because it's such a natural disaster...

a shot during the action
a failure in a mission
a deep varication
too deep to understand...
all this has to come to an end...

i've given up hope.. to even think about it.. maybe i'm still too young to noe about it
maybe maybe
i'll leave all this to the ONE.. who noes best..
for now i'll go and rest...


--> for if he's mine... den thank you... if he's not... thank you too<--




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