Sunday, May 19

Who am I

I might always play and flirt around.
Sometimes I even forget who I used to be.
But whenever I saw your picture, I'll feel guilty.
I'm sorry to God, I'm sorry to you, I'm sorry to myself.
You are the one who always remind me who am I. You're the one who saves me everytime I fell down.

Who am I?
I'm a violinist. :)







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