On The Way Home
ahhh ~ finally home after pick
my motorcycle up at my grandma's home..
well...
when im on the way home,
i see someone, A GIRL, who rode her motorcycle fastly.. so fast...
then, i see her face, with
head-cover (veil), wearing glasses, looks like me.
looks like she dont care about everything around her, n then i take a look aat her eyes, there's a tears over
there.
i think maybe something happen
to her, maybe she's not broke, she just broken-hearted (MAYBE) because the eyes
is soooooo diffrent, it seems like in a deepest of her heart, there's like a
wound over there.
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