my search for happiness, by amanda
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days working, nights crying
time flying
I feel me dieing.
wishing on a star
that somewhere maybe far,
I found what I have lost
a happy soul without the cost.
without the sorrow,
without the pain,
with sunny days
and calming rains
missing my smile,
this feeling is vile.
tearing me apart
stomping on my heart
a wish for just a wish
a truth behind a kiss
and even with a little
i'll forever stand so brittle
looking for the light
to finally end this fight
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Posted: 2013-06-07 15:23:43 UTC |
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2013-07-09 09:33:49 | George Chow |
I work as a landlord. I have time to spend with love. Either you travel to Taipei. Or i go to your place someday. |