nobody home..
just me alone..
nobody there..
nobody care..
nobody know..
what I want so..
nobody care..
what I do out there..
mom and dad go..
and never go home..
looking for money..
and always busy..
just me alone..
on quiet home..
nobody there..
nobody care..
I'm product of broken home..
my life so sucks and always alone..
I'm product of broken home..
go when dark and sleep at noon..
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Wah.., pecinta puisi ya kak!, Saya juga. Tp bukan soal cinta2 wkkwkwk. :D, mksh dah ngikutin blog sy.
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