4 friends: |
How everything was so fine, kind, to me.
I thanked for this beautiful times,
We were so crazy then, laughters; fun ;
Pictured all the memories;
I cried; for happy tears;
NOT UNTIL THEN....
Somehow, we, we all changed;
I know, how studies are so important,
Moreover; we're Form 4 now,
Till', we get mad, we fight, we shout,
Trust between us: broken.
A small mistakes, turns into fight:
A small hurt, turns into scars.
I NEED A TIME MACHINE:
To go back; and make things right..
But I can't. I'm sorry.
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