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mind the pain no one could see, by himself let it slowly rot. Feeling very lonely, not without talk of complete, but after all the talk at all as a kind of despair. Everyone has the same heart, the shadow of all, I do not want to see other people within the heart of the erosion. Like finally escaped the disaster itself, turned around, only to find someone who is being staged, do not you think it is festering with others, but to satirize the inability of their own. Always have a lot of friends, to my deep wounds, and never want to come back after the helpless. I do not want to give up you do not want to give up the past and friendship,
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Long, long time later, found themselves unable to make up for this you left empty. When later tell the time of your life, please do not remember our past, but I can not. Nothing happened, yet inwardly fester into a wound. Nothing happened,
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do not think anyone can carry some things for themselves, all the emotions, memories still escape from the fate of the network, and instantly entangled in mind.
has happened too many things, but never came back. Heart will wither when something fell from the branches gently, sacrificial victims who do not have mature fruit, and the tears of the season. University of blinking that is too hurried, and I thank the youth will also be followed for a long time under the falling curtain, behind the scenes of the story is my own scenes, and chase. Thus the three-year-old to life, and slowly destroys all passions, all dream of dying. What has not left, then rush flow through time, quietly change everything, destroy everything.
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