但往往
自己也不了解自己
自己连自己都不知道自己要的是什么?
只希望时间能快快的过
自己不想再折磨自己
自己想放松自己
自己想去做自己喜欢的事
自己想把自己变得像自己
自己想要自由
自己想拥有自己的一切
我想做回我自己。
所以,自己应该告诉自己::
Love is an honesty
About the language of the heart who was revealed
by the strands of the body
About a satiran who exposed knife
Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind
Doing things that are sometimes absurd
But that's love
Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,
cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into
the lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,
but breathes bravery.
Love is not discouraging, but uplifting
Love also makes you become a poet
Inscribe her in the heart of the sky
By borrowing the color of the rainbow
To carve hearts content
But Love is a beautiful gift
Grace of the Creator to his people
And let the flavors were languishing in our heart
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