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Wednesday, November 11, 2009


The story of a boy and a girl,
The story of the pass of a boy and a girl,
A story of a relationship of a boy and a girl,
A story of a rush couple.

The story that means alot to the boy,
The story that reminds the boy of the pass,
A story that make the boy sad for regreting about the pass,
A story that a boy that doesn't know how to appreciate anything.

Pass;
The boy cry,
The boy sad,
The boy emo,
The boy made the girl fed up.

The girl try to give everything to make the boy happy,
The girl wants the boy to be happy,
The girl try not to emo/sad because she afraid the boy will feel more;
The boy doesn't know how to appreciate that and yet making the girl fed up.

The boy made the girl fed up;
The girl chose to leave the boy.

Now that it has ended,
The boy refresh back what he had done wrong,
Changing from every single mistake that he made,
He suceeded? Well,somehow.

But all this have pass.

The story of a boy and a girl.

-eujin-

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