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“Behind every beautiful thing there is some kind of pain.”
— bob dylan
RI(with the double N)A :D
I'm Syarinna Mohamad, 19 years old. Schooling at Ngee Ann Poly in engineering course. A yogi, bookworm and music lover. I love God, my family and close friends.
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009, 11:52 PM
Somehow, somewhere the spotlight dimmed and the crowds slowly die away. The night light crawled in and every soul cautiously removed their mask and put their act away. Back to the room, to the same, old, four walls, that know every intimate detail of your life. They are your witnesses, to your every night prayers before you close your eyes to shut the world down. But I was left wondering if you ever fit in a moment to think about what we had and what we were before? Do you ever wish for a miracle that tomorrow I would appear down your path? Or had you buried all our memories deep down the ground? Will you recognize me if fate were to put us walking side by side in another forgettable path with strangers? Do you still recall my features? The one that make me stand out from the rest because they never look like any others. Will it still triggers your senses? Am I even in the list of the souls you miss? I wish I knew.
