You know, my mom is not something real in my life.
But,i'm grateful because i hate real people with a fake side.And all people was fake.
So much people all around but me still feel lonely.

God, can you tell her that i need her hug?
i miss her, everyday. But i always need her every single second when i'm tearing up.


and.....these tears come down tonight.

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