by : Diky Wahyudi Pangestu
There are times when you're sad.
Little things make you mad..
You feel all alone..
There's this pain that you own..
But feel it more..There is.. a door..
Leading you to somewhere secret..
Taking you to the one.. never met..
.Even when lonely..Someone makes it homely...
Who's this good a friend?
This big favour..who would lend? I know its queer yet clears all..This
comrade..is indeed..loneliness in all..
Little things make you mad..
You feel all alone..
There's this pain that you own..
But feel it more..There is.. a door..
Leading you to somewhere secret..
Taking you to the one.. never met..
.Even when lonely..Someone makes it homely...
Who's this good a friend?
This big favour..who would lend? I know its queer yet clears all..This
comrade..is indeed..loneliness in all..
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