Tuesday, February 18, 2014


Something crept behind,
Neither you or them,
Can't resist to stop it,
As time kept moving.

Don't know what to look at,
Don't know what to look for,

It's just our memory,
Following me,
Remembering me,
The beauty of victory,
Being love by the one you choose.

The voice of past,
The voice of blast.

Records play,
Still stay,
Playing the game,
Create in the name of revenge.

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