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glfaured · Posted: Sat 21:49, 16 Apr 2011 Post subject: Touch of sadness.

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寒窗 days, the autumn desolate, blowing the fallen leaves under the trees a few slices of loneliness. Iraqis languish, leaving it brow, countless sad tears fall over the floor. Miss, such as the old, a touch of red candles and quietly reflect for a few people.

semi-dawn moonlight. Lonely Hearts still, this night, solitary Fang reward alone is self-deprecating. Loneliness may be a disease, such as opium poppy take the addiction. Quit it, leaving a scar, leaving only the beating heart burst forth. Your heart and Security, with the Si Yi you. Should not think of another thought. Think [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], who said in the past but the burden of life, I feel very happy [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], that the past is good, only willing to sleep here, would rather not wake up. And the dream company.

and have now are walking corpses of me, empty shell. Unable to retain the sense of flying between heaven and earth, wandering wandering around you, is the greatest happiness. Perhaps one day I will go to waste, I do not know the other side of the world is not my yearning for the life side of the shadow, pain, memories of her, tell each paragraph.

This is a world full of dust, windblown inadvertently is a piece of lonely. Are written on everyone's mind pain. The end, abandoned by her, with a south wind blowing blow me where I want to go, coma, your swagger back, rubbing my face folder, and finally, I still laughed. Only, slightly miserable.

several endless night like this, there is a hand and kept wiping his eyes the remnants of tears, those commitments, I remember that seems to be negligible. Well, take the life guard is not worth mentioning it's a lie. You happy, do. You over there, I gently ask. Sustained sound in the long endless night. Night, alone in my loss, I thought I got used to loneliness, it used to be attacked by its gently winding, and then tightly locked my body, I began to become afraid, fear of the unknown, I how much time to wait for the time silent himself. Perhaps the memories. .

night, is already too much. When looking to the road, both sides of the dim light. Dangling all alone in the body. Step by step the way to go back, turn look back and realize that this road is only my own before you go.

One day, I saw the words, the first in the door can not be together I only temporary, but I think I can not be together in the door first [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it can never be together.

yellowed memories, always reminds me, leaving the back of my lonely heartache. Looked at the figure is elongated, I know, I think not only you, even my shadow all miss you. In October, turning up his loneliness. Picked up the sadness. I lost here.

and sad today, a touch of sadness send Acacia.

Festival, a small foam

(Editor: Juelian Red)