Sabtu, 07 Januari 2012

Decorator angel Heart

A smile that you're painting
Sow that had eroded heart
A string of words as if written
Knitting cords romantic full

  Heart is like to come back it is found
Recorded neatly in conscience
Imagine you, your face is present in the dream
Harass me the silent night

I feel my right to live happily
That greet your present line
But the fact that I have to thank
Far from my expectations of you who have been there

Like flowers that fall prematurely
This feeling was completely destroyed by it
Asa and my hopes were dashed in sorrow swallow

You're like a decorator opal heart
Drop by just to harass the heart
Keep me from this dream
To reach your dreams the opal

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