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Long streets in silence long only rain rustling of falls

I could write a lot of dead sentences without hate, but they are not without regret to have choices Cheap World Of Warcraft Gold. Because of unruly, because they do not care, because pretended to be indifferent, in fact, their care, they are not meant to be feeling fine.

Watching is about to lose a season, looking at what others are harvesting and joy, and remains a lonely one, winter rain flutter freely at night, alone drinking your own mind, standing alone at the four seasons of spring comes and reincarnation, movement, a quarter quarter romance.

Want some warm words, slowly grooming in the warm, but how is not clear, shear continuously thoughts. As the night air in thin gauze curtains swaying, that light faint drizzle, combined with a burning cigarette smoke curl upwards, in the night in hazy, misty like a fog, thin and small, I feel like being in the bustling old sth

Long streets in silence long, only rain rustling of falls, knocking on the leaves, slices of fresh gently diffused over a delicate fragrance, wanders in passing it around people, distributed among the hazy fog. Chronology of time as silver, a memory, gradually fading away, the heart seems to be an extremely small time spread, who can tell me how much is there in the rain of falling tears of helpless hurt.

Standing in the rain and enjoy rainscape is different, the distant mind, flight to your heart, so I can't miss, Miss miss you heart.

Post je objavljen 18.11.2011. u 03:33 sati.