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dont be afraid, i got chu...
Its Sunday, the only day before and after chaos.
the only day i can feel tired, miserable and gloomy.
the only day i have a chance. The only day i can
do everything thats me, feel free to sit infront of her
mirror, feel free and not numb, cry, tear, what ever it
was there to feel.. i knew i still had to sleep it off for
the next day. Sunday, the only day people write songs
to, the only day people 'd share their covers shed some
skin, morning or night, people 'd get together, coz there
wouldnt be an excuse to take off to where ever. Sunday.
Her sunday.
spending time with her playlist.. They mean alot, they tell her
their own story, the instrumental, the lyrical...all playing loud.
Louder than words it self, she feel a thunder outcry, one's
mind cant reach any higher, one drop of tear, her eyes blink a
long blink almost shutting, crinkled eyebrows. Her head sways,
feel for every beat, heart sings its every key, played her the world.
They were symbolic in their own ways, plays as they make one's sway.
Beautiful written all over it. Its 10pm, i'll be good and sleep it off tonight.
thank you for ever second given me to appreciate me. yours truly.llvllchlle+
Its Sunday, the only day before and after chaos.
the only day i can feel tired, miserable and gloomy.
the only day i have a chance. The only day i can
do everything thats me, feel free to sit infront of her
mirror, feel free and not numb, cry, tear, what ever it
was there to feel.. i knew i still had to sleep it off for
the next day. Sunday, the only day people write songs
to, the only day people 'd share their covers shed some
skin, morning or night, people 'd get together, coz there
wouldnt be an excuse to take off to where ever. Sunday.
Her sunday.
spending time with her playlist.. They mean alot, they tell her
their own story, the instrumental, the lyrical...all playing loud.
Louder than words it self, she feel a thunder outcry, one's
mind cant reach any higher, one drop of tear, her eyes blink a
long blink almost shutting, crinkled eyebrows. Her head sways,
feel for every beat, heart sings its every key, played her the world.
They were symbolic in their own ways, plays as they make one's sway.
Beautiful written all over it. Its 10pm, i'll be good and sleep it off tonight.
thank you for ever second given me to appreciate me. yours truly.llvllchlle+
Favourites:
- Yiruma - A River Flows In You
- My Immortal by Evanescence
- Sanctuary ~ Utada Hikaru
- First Love - Utada Hikaru
- Love Rain Part 2 - AM Kidd
- Leona Lewis - I Got U
- Celine Dion - My Heart Will Go On
- Down- Jason Walker
- Amy Lee,Seether -Broken
- Kiss The Rain - Yiruma
- Shine Down - Second Chance
- unthinkable alicia keys
- Breathless by Shayne Ward
- Fallen - Sarah McLachlan
- Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna
- Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden
- Break Even -by The Script
- The Used - It's Hard To Say
- Jason Mraz - Plane
- Yiruma- One Day I Will , Leave Behind
- Wang Lee Hom - Kiss Goodbye
- ciara promise acapella
- Take You Down - ShiGGa Shay
- Dare You to Move by Switchfoot
- Sanctuary InstrumentalSomeday,
i'd be able to tell the world my story,
perhaps it was through each song.
perhaps it was through each reason.
perhaps it was through each beating.
of this heart, this mind, this body. cause...
for better or worst, i got chu. no goodbyes x
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