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Haved you ever miss someone? Someone who had a thousands miles far from you maybe? Sometimes when I'm thinking about them, I feel like, I wanna be there with 'em. I dont wanna be here.


Then, when I'm thinking about my past with 'em, I can laugh my self and also... I can cry my self. Because sometimes, I feel I cant do anything without 'em.


Altough my home were here, my feeling said that my home is actually with 'em.

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Home - Westlife

 

Reff:
Let me go home
I'm just to far,
From where you are,
I've got to come home,
Let me come home,
I've had my run,
Baby I'm done,
I want to come home,

And I feel just like,
I'm living,
Someone else's life,
It's like i just stepped outside,
When everything was going right,
And I no just why you could not come along with me,
'Cause this was not your dream,
But you always believed in me...

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This poetry is dedicated for someone who bring me here,

Who always support me for everything,

And also...

Who always show me the truth, even if the world were lies...

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Home

I always want to take you here
Everysecond, Everytime...
With me, with us...
We need you to know,
How much we need you now

Tears, laugh, and pain
If you really know about it
Here...
In my heart, in our hearts
I,
We miss you so

I know that it may cant completed,
Without you
Always


Come here Dad,
Go home
We need you forever


26 May 2011 at 9.55 p.m



 -Yazida Rizqa Haloningtyas- 


 My dad, called Dharma Setiawan. He lives on the different island, Makassar, because his job makes he should move sometimes.

Almost everyday, he likes to call me by phone. He has so many hobbies. Altough he is older than I, he cant solved a rubiks cube. He loves music. That's why he can play a keyboard like me (he plays well).

A time in a month, he meet me here. Sometimes I miss him so much.

:')
  




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