2007-10-11 00:46:09Nonexistent 凸
Time
I once thought I only love a person this lifetime
I find me wrong
Then I think the person whom I will love with me until forever
Have no question of I again wrong
Again come I think I find out finally an understands of cherish me of person
Ha...The answer has already come out as well
The person is a what flimsiness in time in front...
What defenseless...
Time is to cure best good medicine of wound
Ignoring is the wound of a wound still a body of mind
Will heal slowly along with time
But it is also heartless
It lets you forget an everything not fine thing
Also forget many fine recollections
Can you say I is all your favourite forever??
You can’t
Because I believe time will let you forget me
One day there will you will forget you to once love me
Perhaps you will not forget to once have me such a person
But those commitments for coming and going depend on disappear because of time
Be like have never allowed a sort of you I forget
Because time because of reality of ruthlessness
Want how I believe again??
That ising all bogus isn’t all true
Till the last I even oneselfs all forgot
I find me wrong
Then I think the person whom I will love with me until forever
Have no question of I again wrong
Again come I think I find out finally an understands of cherish me of person
Ha...The answer has already come out as well
The person is a what flimsiness in time in front...
What defenseless...
Time is to cure best good medicine of wound
Ignoring is the wound of a wound still a body of mind
Will heal slowly along with time
But it is also heartless
It lets you forget an everything not fine thing
Also forget many fine recollections
Can you say I is all your favourite forever??
You can’t
Because I believe time will let you forget me
One day there will you will forget you to once love me
Perhaps you will not forget to once have me such a person
But those commitments for coming and going depend on disappear because of time
Be like have never allowed a sort of you I forget
Because time because of reality of ruthlessness
Want how I believe again??
That ising all bogus isn’t all true
Till the last I even oneselfs all forgot