Midnight, in front of the computer without a network, a person suffering a night surprise. How can I bear such loneliness and solitude, how I can be irresponsible to yourself. Pain has not reached the pole, it has been almost barely.
listening to over and over again that those who break my heart song, I know, the heart began to ache again. Thought from the past, and all will be well thought
close to each other, and can rely on each other's forces had been the heart of salvation. However, when the near miss much after that I was upset the pace, hands and feet chaos, chaotic feel. However, when the distant call of the start of nearly cry at the bottom of my heart, when everything seems to be back the beginning of what most places.
pain, pain, piercing.
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miss the original have not changed from the sweet close to the original after all, miss miss, the heart is still waiting for redemption,
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Shaanxi, Xi'an, surging crowd filled the streets, home, family, dreams, and she came back in my memory has become no longer so good. Instead,
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is the only one with no change in the hearts of the bitterness and miss, because the heart is bitter, so the dead of night, when every heart will be overwhelmed by bitterness. Since reconciled, because they are not, afraid to lose. Results will be missed wound, punctured by the imagination and soul.
not sleep, mind is full of fragmented memories. Section by section, mosaic disorder. Messy, broken, and I eventually could not stop. Imagine my mind is occupied, the body was the night attack. Those heart-breaking, those who have injuries.
started aching;
violent seizures began;
began piercing;
heart began to change slowly.
I want to cut open my chest to his heart in his hand exposure in the sun, feeling the warmth of the last. I think I'll be a sunny day to die. Because of that heart had never felt the warmth of the sun.
mixed with hot and cold in the text is still the beating of my hand gently. I like words that are always filled with sadness, that my favorite tune is always full of sad.
when you hold me, I chose to refuse, because no well prepared to meet a hug.
When I hold you, you have chosen silence, because then the mood is gone, because I, like everyone else is so ordinary, so commonplace.
for the first time a person wants his life as a family, it was actually such a pressing feeling.
for the first time someone's hand trying to grasp and hold tight, it feels great pain.
forgive me! Everything is my fault, my heart is doomed if this life can not be saved, ask God to forgive your children will forgive a stray lamb. If you have a chance, if it can make the time back, if you start all over again. I will change, I would choose, I will have salvation. If I were any older, more mature,
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gone through one after another crossroads. And your shadow will always be in my eyes inadvertently.
we all hurry;
we are missing;
we are very confused. We are on the same
a rainy day two lonely children, the difference is, your head high, with the rain and tears slide down her cheeks. I always head down, afraid to look goes poignant face, can not see those tears. I am selfish and sensitive bones, the heart has been in pain, pain after a quarter after quarter, year after year. Do not know when is the end, but do not know when to end.
lit cigarette,
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homesick children wandering, lonely child like her.
let that continue to miss it ... ... If you must do, let alone throughout the trailing behind me. Have it in there alone, at least in the dead of night to accompany my company, there is a black company of the wind with me.
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