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Hairul Kunju, Frodo
1st March 1989
Madrasah Al-Irsyad Al-Islamiah
School of Business, Singapore Polytechnic
Multi Linguist-_-''
Lame. It's in the blood.
MSN; afro_n_goatee@hotmail.com

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Wednesday, January 21, 2009 • 8:17 PM


Back to square one.

Now you don't have to worry that a maniac would SMS you.
Now you don't have to hate me for being annoying.
Now you don't have to be angry to a selfish friend.

Now my heart won't burn if you don't talk to me when we meet.
Now my head won't explode wondering why you are not contacting me.
Now my mind won't find the fault in you.

I'll treasure each and every moment you were my friend. I thank you for everything. And i'm sorry for everything else.

I know i wasn't a good friend to you. Let me be a good stranger to you.

I'd rather hurt you this once than hurt you all your life.


Indeed my true colour is brown.
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