Love is not sensible
Not have the courage to face reality
To recognize the love of your irrational -
You love the way you love me
I have a stubborn heart maintains your

I hesitantly to see you
Do not know how love really fall -
Even with many years doing the same thing
Still do not understand each other's minds -
Feeling left ring finger ends here
Better than pulling a lifetime -

I want to move the house to leave your heart
Love like there is no trace of that child dependents
How naive emotional end here
After a stop now -
Swear you've left to history made
I have to start again - I hesitantly to see you
Do not know how love really fall -
Even with many years doing the same thing
Still do not understand each other's minds -
Feeling left ring finger ends here
Better than pulling a lifetime -

I want to move the house to leave your heart
That there is no trace of love like child dependents
How naive emotional end here
After a stop now -
Swear you've left to history made
I have to start again -

Feeling left ring finger ends here
Better than pulling a lifetime -
I want to move the house to leave your heart
Love like there is no trace of that child dependents How naive emotional end here
After a stop now -
Swear you've left to history made
I have to start again -

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The confused thoughts
What feelings? Never want to let yourself in such a mud Ze, but the human soul is such a lonely, always inadvertently to an unexpected intruder in a deep in my heart, maybe you never remember you to over my life, but I was able to feel your presence so that a person who has never even entered your mind in such a night to gently remind you, all you drowned as flood my soul everywhere your shadow, to feel your breath, but I can not reach out and touch, because I know everything will cease to exist one hand,

I can only as in life, in love and not love as struggling, you want to give up, it can be difficult to wipe out the hearts of your shadow, and you meet, since, all my life has changed because of you, life began to change the colorful look forward to every day wake up from a dream earlier, earlier will give you fond memories of my only recollection of detail, this may be the happiest moment of my life, pain and pleasure are, how many of the world Such people, who live more or less reality, the so-called commitment to a sentence to live for

In some people say that some people say not worth the value, in fact, But why, in the end are also all in vain, in the rational and irrational struggle necessary? May be too many people will not do so foolishly, but for feelings on the value of thinking too, a feeling also can activate a person can defeat a person, it is just human nature, over time, is not as time goes on, and then slowly look pale?

This may be right, I could not help a bitter laugh, can not, I'm the living example, all my emotions in consciousness, not only have to remember to use the secular buried, after all, love is also in the faithful could not stand hungry, though a bit cheesy, but it's vivid, how could they do that?

For my life in her, how would let me note on the concept as an absurdity is ridiculous, is ah thought can use these to reduce her thoughts, but become increasingly deeper, this moment I never had luxury to forget her, perhaps for you, I have nothing to forget, only you have words that ordinary people like that a few faint smile, but always able to deeply branded on my heart, so that In such a night's sleep can not survive alone went out looking at the Bansi crescent looming and clean and there are always brought a chill can not, then it may be a lonely at nights the cold bar,

Had too many such nights, a person waiting for sunrise and sunset quietly, waiting for years for the rotation to the crown on the fate I will always only see the sky and thinking of you and have some dark night, and outside Let me hear the heartbeat still see, is thinking of you flash it? it is also necessary to present themselves? you had no longer been possible, I can only ever dream of you with memories to feel the presence, but think of every way you, my heart will not help the burst pulsations, is your desire, right?

Wanted to be paid a return, want the truth like a dream, but now where you are, you may have a deep sleep, morning will have a person like me .......

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When you walk into the Temple of emotional, you make a happy choice; when you walk into the feelings of the blind spot, laments the way no friends, we might try to give up. Because life is a fate, and by chance the polymer, missed the points margin to do, and together is a pain, points may be a relief for each other, choose to give up the choice is also a kind of happiness is a beautiful sublimation.

When you are struggling towards a goal, but not much results, laments an uncertain future, may wish to choose what to give up. But not immediately determine its own can not work because we are still young, no need to cry and not only soon as a rattling fire of life burning lamps and absence abjection, a temporary waiver is not to pander, but turned the bow, looking forward to open up update the distance. Then you will find "via water to the poor, the Clouds from time to time."

When you order to show maturity, when you order to satisfy vanity, in order to cover up mistakes, they themselves tired, at this time may wish to choose what to give up, easy to face, in good faith to pay, openly accepted. There is no need to decorate the young at heart have been too heavy, because the surface of the vicissitudes of life, serious and profound external, can not let you up for the philosopher; vain glory, glory can only be temporary, you have only lonely backs. Excessive cover up mistakes, can only give you away from friends. Choose to give up, but some are real mature content, but also a cool and calm reflection. Only open a heavy heart that can hear the echo of life and enthusiastic to see the smile that blossoms. How can people be good at seeing that decorate waves on Raising the Sails, how can one understand where the excitement that frogs.

Not stop hurry to give up the pace, because we selected the target is that distant horizon, no need to hurry, but should more stable and calm. But our blood all along been barking Pentium, as the patch of red landscape, patch of bright dawn.

Is not set myself to give up a cage in the tightly hold the inner circle and walks da no vision that dream. Give up is the sky in search of a broader, more sacred to the choice. To give up not helpless, nor pain, but a stronger person choice.

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