Dreamland, March 2007
The red wine that always drunking me,
I call not too much fantastic if compare with your smile.
Break of my heart, memorize of you become the pieces after you go.
Leave affection that ever come between us.
Love means you never say sorry
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Posted by Galuh Satriawati (adek) at 2:31 AM
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