Hold fast to love
For if love dies
Life is a sad sorrow bird
That cannot cry.
Hold fast to love
For when love goes
Life is an empty barren field
Frozen with snow.
Life is a sad sorrow bird
That cannot cry.
Hold fast to love
For when love goes
Life is an empty barren field
Frozen with snow.
3 comments:
oh ok.. XD
zzz... =.='
nurture yourself.. barren field will become forest one day...
hurt yourself .. you will know wat is real pain and never do it again..
go outside world and take a view.. you will really become a bird who can fly.
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