This is a story that must be told.

//message

"up this mind

im still thinking of the times before

check

like back in old school remember,

we used to have geography back-front together, making up-

chilling and talking like its forever, though-

macam tak akan jadi aper aper.eh?

to be basic im glad to have you waking up in my dreams,

wearing red tab jeans like u always did,

making me to take my bid,

but,

14th of February twenty 03,

it was a big boom for me, looking-

up to this poem i see,

i said "this guy had to flee",

the next day a bouquet came, yo-

sending straight up to my flame,ho-

my throat already starts to plain, pain-

was what I sense,

when i realised the guy was my friend.

yea?

so please listen to the message that i say,

dont let things be the same,

be freaking lame, prolly-

just like me,

you will take all the blame..."

To someone.

Peace Out