Yesterday, I had finished 'When Heaven Burn' and I cried. Woah! How sad is the feeling of flashback related to something that you cannot forget. It is our memories. From childhood to adulthood. It means a lot to an individual but not others. I understand what I feel, but do you really understand how I feel? Even though I understand how I feel, sometimes I can't describe it.
Piece by piece, it flash through my mind, I don't know what I want to share. It's hard to understand one's mind. I can't even control my own mind. =/
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