What we’ll face ahead, I wish didn’t come true,
So I kept on worrying, not knowing a clue,
It has been bothering, that’s why I’m down and blue…
Who’s going to take care, when you down with a flu?
All of your life, you stick to me like glue,
Can’t imagine who’ll replace me, I wonder who?
I would rather die, if I have to lose you...
ps:
this is a story bout a close friend of mine.
hopefully she gonna get tru it.
stay strong ilham
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