i am a soldier, still in the middle of a war, and already lose half of my soul.
i will collect every pieces to remind myself that it was real.
the protection you gave,
the bomb you exploded,
this weak heart of mine who easily giving up.
but,
nothing was fake.
at least, that is what my mind said.
so these are the pieces, the proves
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| after a long walk |
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| one fine day |
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| you with your waffle, me with my pancake |
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| before the long walk |
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| these trees are tall, just like you. |
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| we said we will camp one day |
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| holding hands, with you |
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