First(s) impression
Minggu, 19 Mei 2013
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Oh Mom, I might die now.
Please protect me, so I do not lose my laughter.
This: I think you're pretty when you're smile.
There's no reply because you stand vacantly alone,
Oh Mom, T.O.P
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