Small hearts are hurt by love.
I ……..
Themselves away from life first …
Running after my dreams
I think there’s nothing and no one knows …..
What is certain ..?!
Bitter, sad I moved to live with a sick heart
Either …..
will there still be a drop of hope in the end there?
or will there still be a speck of blue cloud up there?
I kept running footsteps in the motherland …….
Little angel smile that makes me get up and stand back
There was no day and night for me to sleep ……
for a dreamer ……..
if you know ….?!
I’m just a lump of blood that flows in the veins in my …
who continue to follow the dawn twilight comes … and the pursuit of
in each of these breath ….
what it is tomorrow and what it is happy ..
what is the world’s suffering and what …
what is life and what life was the light …
no one saw
no one heard
no one felt a little heart … except this.
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