if weakness is a wound that no one want to speaks of then cool is just how far we have to fall. i am not immune. i only want to be loved. can i losey my need to impress? i want to confess, actually i need to confess how big is my love. its for you. and all i go through, it leads me to you.
burn away the pride. bring me to my weakness til i hide everything behind is gone and when im open wide with nothing left to cling to, only you are there to lead me on. cause honestly, im not that strong. im not alright. im broken inside.
Nur Haziqah binti John
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