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So Sorry

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SORRY wasn't enough for it...
how dare I say that I miss U,
Do you know that I'm a broken fragile? longing in U...

SORRY was never be enough for it...
how dare you say that you left me for good!!!!
I know you're broken too worse than I've ever felt...

"I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do...
and I hurt my self by HURTING you..."

Dad, where ever you are..
I'm sorry
coz I miss U
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Anonymous said…
why do you have to fell sorry for? isn't it nice to know that you still miss him though it's hard to admit it? it's better to feel that way; to miss him when he's far away than to HATE him when he's around :-) I know cuz I do feel the same.. your father is "somewhere" in this world while mine is already "there".. Missing them is the sweetest thing and it doesn't have to relate to the reality hehehehe...
January 7, 2009 at 2:29:00 PM GMT+7
Deasy said…
hehehehhe yeah I know it; even it's so hard to vanish him from my mind..
am I wrong to HATE him or even so wrong to miss him.. i don't know

I still don't know

He remains a mystery for me
January 8, 2009 at 12:16:00 AM GMT+7
Reza Anggriyashati Adara said…
Please dont whinning for such things, look upon your grave and see another chances around. There are so many hunks out there waiting for you. He was so not you anyway.
January 9, 2009 at 11:14:00 AM GMT+7
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