conscience while sitting alone in the afternoon
when I'm nervous just the wind blow that always accompany me, but where I will complain because heart pain is not as easy as we go for lost, love is heavy when there is problem but what can be in word ,, because love is like cloudy will not stay in a the place, the love will move with the eyes tucked away ,,, when love in the lie of the heart begin to fidget lost the lover's heart of life so languish ,,, if one day we meet the true love it is perfect love ,, love is a mirage that is not predictable, , do not be afraid of betrayed because it will get the best in the day to come ,, all will be false if the arrival of its history may be repeated at the end of time. love is just a profound illusion of the heart.
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