I hate it when I'm not busy...
Coz I usually fall sick n cry a lot...
As free time mean, I'll think.
A lot...
Of Ayahanda.
N that HURT.
So much...
Jaebalyo...
Dear Job... please come to me...
Puhlisss...
Let me be busy again.
So that I wont think of him too much.
The pain sometimes too unbearable...
Coz it's define the true meaning of BROKEN-HEARTED.
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