24 novembre 2011

I know my mother there is so much joy and sorrow

I heard the most recent calls   Looked up to find a long lost of smoke.   Can't believe my eyes,   Thought it was in a dream.   It's all true.   Returning to long after a home,   Stepping into the home of familiar and unfamiliar,   About to see the mother storm back.   See home, grieved and dreary mood.   Mothers smoke rising in the place   See my back,   A tear nor out!   She has tears dry up.   I know my mother there is so much joy and sorrow,... [Lire la suite]
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24 novembre 2011

I know you should let you fly if you order

Snow, my snowman in the snow, have your eyebrow your eyes, but how plastics also don't recognize your smiling face, but because your smile never bloomed for me? Wind filling my mind with my full thoughts for you, I'm frozen like ice, air, but could not see only your warmth. The wind blew away the dust of the past, eternal blew away the moment together, in my life, you are nothing but a passer-by. If you not leave but return at this time, the better. Imagine you're standing in front of me, held my face,... [Lire la suite]
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