
I'm tired.
I want to run.
I want to find.
I want to continue.
but I don't see hope anymore.
so I ran,
so I jumped.
and I secretly fell.
fell. and never come back anymore.
It hurts. I manage to hold on awhile more.
..........
from the 12th, I bid adieus.
[It hurts. to hear that you're gone.
why painful death ?
RIP. 15/10/09.]