Thursday, February 5, 2015

That Star

I miss you so much
But I could still feel your advert
I prayed to you concluding night
As I hang on tight

I search and I call
A tear drops upon the blow out of the water
I look for progressively

Another star has in mind another destruction
I miss you and then much
I beloved your touch

It is not as is without you
That's and then true
You ought still be here
Hanging in to Prunus mume miss you much you base a lot to me...

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