I am a silly woman
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The first time, you held my hand, I ask myself in the bottom of my heart, He led my hand, is not the future you would take me away.
The first time, you gently kissed cheap bape belts me, and I seem to feel soft, as if in a fairy-tale kiss beautiful commitment.
But now, you are going to release his hand, let go of the arm, gave up all of my.
I love you, like thorn, hurt me, nail me in the position of love, can not get rid of. In order to love, I lost myself, not the principle of love, love is not a spineless, love scars themselves. However, that I love, but you love me, I left the end of the Scotia. Wanted to come with you in spring and summer, autumn and winter, through ups and downs together, but precarious, the only weak I am a lonely figure, a recollection of a person all
the front of the computer for several hours, I recalled the many, many sad, but also understand that a lot. Finally struggled up, and a hard nut to crack, to write these feelings, best belts addressed to their own view, is also addressed to you to see, but my heart has always been a pain, you understand?
