Taken by : Canon EOS 600D

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Sunset down the western horizon with my feelings for you

A good afternoon
The heart that is now silent in solitude
Perhaps the incision you slice with your promise and your criticism is a terrible wound
But, do I have to mourn the wound along my breath
No, I just woke up from my sleep
Want to return to the day where all the happiness I have even without your heart

Lament the dream that ever happened
It's not my excuse to go on sleeping all the way through my life

You could have gone from the heart that you cut
But, the incision is still I have to treat
Because there are still many hearts who want to restore it
Give me a beautiful smile in my life
Treat your cut wound
And gave me a new breath to get out of my bed

I, still standing amongst the dimly lit daggers who unhesitatingly slashed me back
You, there who went away without caring about the heart you sliced ​​and insulted about this dream, still smiling and sometimes laughing seeing me mourn the void of my heart and mind
She, she's still waiting and keeps fighting to save me from the dream you're laughing at

I realized by her that sometimes come my dream
to make me aware of life is not about the theory of dreams and the hearts of having you
But life is a struggle and a sense of belonging
Not from one side or one heart
Rather two people choose to be one thought and complement each other
Sunset down the western horizon

A good afternoon
The heart that is now silent in solitude
Perhaps the incision you slice with your promise and your criticism is a terrible wound
But, do I have to mourn the wound along my breath
No, I just woke up from my sleep
Want to return to the day where all the happiness I have even without your heart

Lament the dream that ever happened
It's not my excuse to go on sleeping all the way through my life

You could have gone from the heart that you cut
But, the incision is still I have to treat
Because there are still many hearts who want to restore it
Give me a beautiful smile in my life
Treat your cut wound
And gave me a new breath to get out of my bed

I, still standing amongst the dimly lit daggers who unhesitatingly slashed me back
You, there who went away without caring about the heart you sliced ​​and insulted about this dream, still smiling and sometimes laughing seeing me mourn the void of my heart and mind
She, she's still waiting and keeps fighting to save me from the dream you're laughing at

I realized by her that sometimes come my dream
to make me aware of life is not about the theory of dreams and the hearts of having you
But life is a struggle and a sense of belonging
Not from one side or one heart
Rather two people choose to be one thought and complement each other

I'm not hate over .........

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