Scarlet on the arms.
Paint my life at the moment.
Since that day he was still dreaming.
Until I was indifferent.
His heart is not good.
One day when fluttering fly.
From lover to person.
Until I call myself.
Love your small shoulders.
The eyes turned cloudy night.
Love stars smell of incense.
United questions forever on the shelf.
Adventure life trying to find a sincere person.
Although the sky is expecting you to miss me.
The other birds still have a couple.
Why not spousal number.
Baby don't leave me.
The moon tries to hold me back.
Peace on the roof.
See life upstream.
Are you still with me?
Heaven gave the light, April years surface.
Who's about the same path.
Sunbeams.
But why is it still dark?
Tomorrow I accidentally stumble on life.
Looking at him, who did not make me lonely.
Oh! If I have to.
I will bring all the thoughts.
Bring all the luggage.
Those days of misery.
Let the sea breeze migrate.
He would rather floating no day to return.
Life-cycle chemistry as water Margin.
Not to me from a little girl.
Waves surrounded the devil.
We push ourselves or bind ourselves.
Now it is no different.
I am not bothered or cannot speak.
We are no different.
Love stars spread pen strokes.
Although people do not expect to come later.
Colored town lights we just need the same way.
To die for each other also.
Pick up a branch of fallen flowers.
The way home is sad dear.
The rush of people now.
My love, my love, where are you?
Silently looking at the old shoulders.
I asked my headrest that suffering yet.
Heartfelt blocking the road now.
Don't go don't go don't go for the promise.
The light of the year of April blows away.
Who's about the same path.
Sunbeams.
But why is it still dark?
Tomorrow I accidentally stumble on life.
Looking at him, who did not make me lonely.
Sadly, one day the clothes are sewn.
Silently watched the river flow for minutes of recovery.
This one time, my dear, please stay.
Everything is in pain.
It's just a storm outside.
The light of the year of April blows away.
Who's about the same path.
Sunbeams.
But why is it still dark?
Tomorrow I accidentally stumble on life.
Looking at him, who did not make me lonely.
People are still here.
People are thousands of miles away.
Not leaving until drunk.
Any wine is bitter.
This long distance is empty.
Who let go of an oath.
Only nostalgia remain.
Every day my love story shattered.
Damaged to miss the village.
Back away.
My life is not equal to people.
Whine.
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