Life and death but always playing a game

So many people around. I think I'm a human being, peaceful and serene. I'm tired of bear, gently close your eyes, tears ran down her cheeks blatant fall down, and I'm in hot.

We are like a child, so naive.

I've been here, all hilarious pictures of scenes in my mind had become broken.

You always say you care for me, is everything as I does not matter, let me hurt so thoroughly.

Happy shore, who is sad? This unique time, stay in after falling in love with you. Sunny, decorated with lying. Back to Flash, Breeze, I covered the world for you.

Life and death, but always playing a game. Bloody land, love poems and paintings.

Resist wind kite face smile, sadness, frustration, despair, yet subtle, dark gray, worn open.

Perhaps this romance is so unconsciously from my youth playing horse.

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