I Wrote This On The 2nd of June.

Heart heavier than always,

Tears always on the brim of the eye.

There are no other ways,

Than to let memory pass by.

Dip in my pool of tears,

Give me all of your ears.

My drops of hopes are getting small,
Soon I might be abandoning all.

I walked across the sand of fears,
I climbed atop of your doubts for years.

And now I have long lost,
We shall see how it goes.

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061115

I guess now what past is past,

Past is obdurate, it doesn't want to be changed (in a case of a time traveller) and can't be changed.

I guess now it's time for me to move on,

Don't you worry I will go marching on.

Untuk MFI.