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Chapter C: Don't ask the past
Friday, October 26, 2007


Don't ask me,y i didn't reply ur msg...dun ask me,y i didn't give u tt last chance...dun ask me,y i know u r no longer working with me n i dun even care...dun ask me,y i nvr ever concern u all anymore...dun ask me,y i can become so cruel...u know the answer dun u? so,pls dun question about wat is already past...as i already left wat is past as past...so do u...accept the cruelity of fate,as i already accept tt n i am the performer now...as i,already be a passer by in ur past...in no time,the foot steps of mine will definately fade,just like my once deep foot steps living in their heart...dun ask...cos u r the one,who trigger tt in my heart...just to let u know tt my heart is still alife,living fully in another person's world...perhaps history will once again happen,but...i am ready to accept the fruit i once planted...the retributions...

-ArrAnCar.

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