I have been keeping all the spices
Spices of my life, my thoughts, my story
Some spices makes a dish to taste better
Some will just simply spoil the cook
And I am keeping both of them
I have the good one that puts a smile on my face
I have the bad ones that makes me hide away behind those tears
I used to have a good listener
Whom will take away all the bad spices
And leave the good one that makes my life
To march on more vibrantly
And paint them with full of glamorous colours
Making every single moment a meaningful one
If I were to know what is happening now
I would cherish more
What if 2012 is real?
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