Monday, April 11, 2011

The end ~ ~

 Under the rain outside the window a big , who can tell me , why should I pay such a heavy price ? I am not a prickly cactus , but why no one is willing or dare to take me around ? Time stands still and wanted to persuade myself not crying , and the game is over, I'm really silly silly , standing in the rain, was stabbed in the heart hurts, I do not know how to face this would have The beginning of love is not there , the rain harder and harder , getting dark , I'm really afraid , but I know you have the protection of the person I always thought of her ... is your favorite , and now I realized that I was wrong , wrong, good innocent, naive good , I really kind of stupid , maybe the rain so I could understand this is your favorite! Who can tell me the distance between us in the end how far ? Even a most eternal vows , in the end will become a white lie, I do not want to recover what has been , I think time will it slowly revealed, not as early as possible so that their break up , at least so We will be free , although breaking up is painful, but after the pain will get their due too happy , so do not say a person's life, should always be a time like this , even if only momentarily , if want to own to achieve a state of mind free from distractions , so people are able to have a two things I forgot , Small hills of a cable breasted degree , as there is a plant , even if it is only once in its life, tweed ? Forget it! All the end, in this false picture of the city, perhaps no one will not dump its charming and fascination ... deeply attracted by the sun still will be from tomorrow Rises in the east horizon , but it also from the west, dark, the birds still return to their nest , but I think he was , but still will not come back , back to me.

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