Love does really hurt though...these past few weeks in Perak was a hell to me. Can say I almost kill myself because of her. This 'thing' always happen to me though,can' stand it already,I'm just like a scarecrow,people just slot me in just to keep the quota full. It gave me an idea to make a new poem called 'Scarecrow'.
My attire always become the factor here,always have,always will. Guess I have start to become gay is a better solution for me.If not I will only become heart broken and my wound will never be heal.....
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