Hey! My name's Nicholas Lee.
19 years old this year.
Birthday: 14th Jan 1991
Studying at NYP, DMIT.
1) Havanas
2) DSLR (Nikon D5000)
3) Sports laptop bag
4) Driving license
5) Learn and buy my own guitar
6) IPHONE
TOOT FAMILY
AJ (TOOTY CHICKY)
AMILIES (TOOTY WIG)
MIAO XIA (TOOTY NUT)
MITCHELL (TOOTY NONSENSE)
MIT OGLs
Audrey
Ethel
Eugene
Iris
Jasmine Lam
Jun Ye
Meiyi
Preet
Ray
Sihui
Tiffany
Wendy
Wilson Tang
Yan Zhen
Yat
Zaini
FRIENDS
Basirah
Brandon
Brandon Michael
Chang Wei
Christine
Clive
Daniel Ong
Daron Chua
Derek
Dennis
Dexter
Gladys
Halifah
Hwee Siang
Isaac Sim
Jasmine Chan
Jeffrey
Joanna
Joethy
Jokhie
Jun Ru
Justin Chua
Kaes
Kailing
Lim Fei
Montfort NPCC
Nian Zhi
Rainald
Shu Ling
Shu Ting
Siufang
Song Wei
Sir Tai Wei
Suffian
Vivian
Wei De
Xinhong
Yan Ling
Yvonne
Zi Jun
Zoe
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English Translation
The monochrome blows through our colorless encounter.
I shall entrust each of my pains to you
The unforgiving autumn, which forcefully traces my scars, comes
While your cool fingers still beckon me
After I'd melted, you tenderly save
The troublesome, icy me and and toy around with me with a kiss
Nevertheless, I search for a single form of love
Your dried eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond
If I can, I want to end while shrouded this like
Together, we concealed our pale selves; the moon is hiding, too
How many nights did I come to love since then?
In the sea of dependence, I forget to even breathe
Even with your captivation, you only leave behind a tepid warmth
In the art of knowing when to quit, I dislike your conceited kisses
Don't leave me alone, perceive and color me already
What words will slip out of your room?
Being confused, falling asleep- Will you tell me about things beyond those?
Only the moon is looking at the sighs lost in the questions of smiles
When the next long needle points to the ceiling
You won't be around anymore; I won't need you anymore
Nevertheless, I definitely searched for a form of love
Your teary eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond
If I can, I want to end while shrouded this like
Your wish and the night bring morning along in vain
Paint it with a tender, passionate, yet cowardly kiss
The moon illuminates our final night