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Syikin Kassim. Very much in ♥ with Faizal Alwai. Sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus, or train, or even, on the bike. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your criticism is not welcomed. Thank you.

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10:03 PM
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
this song is another of my favourite too.
"Is This What You Call Love?"
You've seen him many times,
There's no use denying,
I've heard you on the phone
I've even followed you to all the places where you've secretly have been alone
I even know about the times when you would say to me that you was overwhelmed with work, you had to stay longer working overtime,
but you were always lying,
Baby I might be dumb but I'am not blind
At times I feel like I want to break down inside
I got to find a way out cuz this is tearing me to pieces,
I just want to make it right
Is this what you call love explain to me baby,
Is this really what you want from me(Is this what you want from me)
I'am losing my patience, just hear what I'am saying
You don't want to break this family(Don't break this family)
Is this what you call love
Then you got it all wrong
This isn't the way our lives should be
I just won't allow somebody else to come between us
Is this what you call love
Is this what you call love
You come home late at night,
Pretending it's alright,
acting like you're doing nothing wrong,
As you lay down right beside me,
inside I'am dying
You just don't understand the pain that you have put me thru (just don't understand)
After all the thing I have ever done for you,
sometimes I rather be alone
than have a broken home
whatever happened to forever,
cuz I still want to know,
explain to me your change of heart
Is this what you call love