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Aug 13, 2006
AFTER
after months of waiting there's
nothing came. after days counting down
there's nothing left
I am so reasonable therefore I choose to
leave the hill of betrayal, the beach
of desire and intemperance. I cannot live
in the lies you knitted
nor can I escape from the beautiful dreams
you made.
You made my life complete and now you
tear it apart with your gentle hands, leaving me
wanting more. sweet words are
left behind, they're echoing again, again, and again
in between my
broken heart
His finger tips were on your skin. His
mouth tied with your tongue. He came
to you and me and suddenly
I cannot realize why I said "I love you"...
After months of waiting there's nothing came
I get out of the case because I am really
reasonable I am no more in the swamp
The swamp of whirling mud. keeping me stuck
aching, finding nowhere to go
a hell is where we find nowhere to go
Your love is in the middle of nowhere
I cannot realize why I said "I love you"
so firmly. The words are now turning into
an ironic tone, it's like the rain on
the wedding day, the free ride when you already
paid. the summer storm striking the camp
so ironic. I am crashing into the wall
and I hope
and I hope, there will be an airbag saving my life
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welcome to the club of broken heart...
ReplyDeletemy heart was broken,too~
he gave up and i had no choice...
even i love him...but how can it work without his love....
everyone want me cheer up!but i can't now....
in my case it's only about betrayal and deception.
the light shined, the
angels flied to me
leading me to the unexpected future
everything is just in its right place
I try hard to get out of the case
There are two colours in my head while I
woke up making a cup of sour coffee
with some toasts burned black, there's
some butter baked yellow
nobody's waiting for it