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observation de vous;

observation de moi
on isolé tiennent le premier rôle
vous ne savez pas qui vous êtes
j'ai vous ai toujours aimé
mais vous avez pris mon amour pour accordé
parole au revoir

the 4 hearts

an almost perfect lady.

August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008

don't have a choice do i? sitting here pondering.


why do butterflies fly away?
maybe cause one meets a flower, gets attracted by it; but it just happens to be poisonous. and the inncocent flower really didn't mean to do any harm. a pity when that little butterfly knows about it, its just too late -- it dies. then another one comes along to visit.
so who's the one hurting more? ...


this flower will die. eventually. and with every single damned fucked up day it lives, it's begging to die.

- everything's just temporary;
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