Truth or lie we never know how to define it
Just sit sad see something wounded
Love live life
Love leave life
Tragedy trained heart became trash
But it makes the wound transform into wind
Love wouldn’t exist without life
Could life exist without love?
Shall I die to let thou happy?
Or am I to stupid to love
No one knew about it
Just me and myself
Bird fly, fish breathe underwater
Human has nothing special but love
But love makes us superior
More value than gold and anything in this world
Thursday, August 21, 2008
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