ASTAGHFIRULLAH

In the first time
I don't understand
Why everything changing
Without the truly speaking
Without the truly information at the begining

While I ride my "motor"
Look out of your door
Than see what happened ini your hours
I try to understand all the troubles of yours

Who give the lisence
To change your regilion
Something you believe on
Anything you trust by your own
And
It all depending
Who really you are
While you was born at along time ago

I know,
I am not someone in your life
That can bring the canging 
Or moving the decision that you have
Everything has changed
It because
You a happiness in what you believing

Though
I always dreaming
To be a good friend
For you .......

Sorry....
I don't know
What must I can say again
...........................
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It is just a helping hand
It is not the end

(Qq : I always remember your story about this)

15 Januari 2010