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28 June Could be better, at least fineLured by all the attractiveness, someone's mind has been filled with infatuations.
Corpse implys what you are, but it shrinks as a piece of flesh lolled like a slut.
Having been always believing in God, that God can present anyway what you are.
The mud? The Clay? Stand up the hairs! Even both hands have hit straight up! Tic-Tarc, Tic-Tarc.
It has never been wrong for one to leave another, unless they are bounded by a promise made together,
that is, do it until forever.
Pomelo can be sweet, can be bitter, but with Mango they always arrive in pair, sans require.
The betrayer is the prime, forgiveness is my only right, seems fine, huh?
You say bye, just like you said hi.
A bowl of rice, it is the root of this crime.
I did believe that would be ever mine, or probably ever ours, but, it does be ever thine.
Hmm, how about this time, we do say Goodbye.
- June, 28th, 2008,at home in Quanzhou Comments (1)
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