Thursday, March 31, 2011

The secrets of my heart

 The morning air was filled with soil and green grass
simple fragrance noisy glitz of last night washed away
Orioles bird song to wake me from refreshing sleep
passed another long night
also left sweltering street corner
to feel as if I'm not weak
but deliberately avoiding your eyes
fear of the secret hearts are found
How many seasons have passed
How much time can be wasted

see the joy of your eyes showing
want to say again and wandering in the side of the lips and teeth
is such deepening feelings for you
hide itself and you alienate
the hearts of all this unrest in order to cover

growing quietly in the corner missing
secret buried in the heart
do not want to break the calm in front of
desperately guarding of everything Everything
want it that way forever Forever
Secret of my heart
Secret ... ... Secret ... ...


time to make memories hard to forget , time can make memories hard to forget.

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