To My Hero<MAMA> |
No matter,How nice's the smell of the flower.
Soon,It'll dry and die Nothing left in the end
But Your love's different It's never die,always blossom
I'm so satisfy with your love
you always stay by my...
Posted by (¯`·¤._.¤·«§ ª®Ðü§ »·¤._.¤·´¯) on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 01:28:00 PST |
That Rock |
Someone once told me that.
if there ever were a time when someone hurt me.
I should try picking up a rock,
holding it, and squeezing it.
Squeeze with all of my strength 'til my entire hand starts to s...
Posted by (¯`·¤._.¤·«§ ª®Ðü§ »·¤._.¤·´¯) on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 01:20:00 PST |
Soul mate |
One person with a weary heart, who still waits to meet someone one day.
Walk alone, day by day for so long, lonely and becoming disheartend,
lonely and becoming disheartend.
Waiting for som...
Posted by (¯`·¤._.¤·«§ ª®Ðü§ »·¤._.¤·´¯) on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 04:41:00 PST |
Season change |
If we compare that with our lives,
the moments when we're ovewhelming.
Are just like the seasons,
seasons that would end up very brightly.
But if on one of these days,
our hearts are hurt as if sto...
Posted by (¯`·¤._.¤·«§ ª®Ðü§ »·¤._.¤·´¯) on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:37:00 PST |
