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Thursday, April 19, 2007 ♥.
why?
22.2.07.19.4.07.519.56.

quoted from de quote in bianbian's bloggy :

What are the comforting words
for someone who is lost and sad?
How do you share the pain
dat no one should have to suffer?
What's the sense in being there
when you don't really know how to make them hold on?
How absurb is feeling for you
when you can't make things better?
How senseless is it to care about them
when you're not the one they need?
How futile is the effort to console someone
when you couldn't be solaced if you were them?
How tearing is the helplessness
when you know theirs is ineffably worse?

ur voice kept resounding in my head..
is dere a way to change ur decision?
if dere is..i would do anything..
maybe..everything..

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