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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
150991
Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.
26 August 2006 | 12:03:00 AM
When it all falls apart

Where were you when I needed you
Where were you when I needed a friend to talk to
Where were you all these while...
When everything starts to fall apart



I'm holding on to the faith in me
But I'm starting to quiver and break down
I've been patient enough to stay this strong
But where were you when I needed you most



Times like these I wished time would stop
But it keeps going faster as it goes on.
I hate you.
I love you.
I hate you.




Why did you left when it all falls apart?