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Even, its my last minute.
Trapped in a moment of last-blooded minute,
The memories with him flashes around,
The pain feels like spining of thousand rusted sword,
Feeling,the war between bizarre and waves of ocean,
The more I wanted to live long for him,
The more God wanted to choose hell or heaven,
Smiling for the silly ego that breaks us up,
Flooding bad in losing him,
Holding my one last breath as much as my heart can,
As it is longing for an another chance to beat for you.
© san