The imagination is so delicate that sometimes even words wound it

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I will cry for you.


For those who have cared for me even once, I will not have the heart to hurt them.
My heart still cries for him who was once the world I had.
The truth of life is to let the happy memory be.
Let not time fade it.
I will cry for you because sonewhere in your heart you cry for me.

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