Like a boring flower petal
I forgot my suffering
And stuck to your back
Simply laughing and crying.[/b]
I forgot my suffering
And stuck to your back
Simply laughing and crying.[/b]
Confieso que me siento tonta porque llegue tarde a una clase porque nunca me llego el correo:|
季節は次々生き返る
I address a nostalgic poem, reflecting upon my expired past;
When I realize those terrible days- those horrid dreams… were really the beginning, they seem so far away!
Our flowers will surely wilt one day, returning to the circle of life –
Filled with suffering – grieving and moaning, but never dying out… even when starved of sunlight.
When I realize those terrible days- those horrid dreams… were really the beginning, they seem so far away!
Our flowers will surely wilt one day, returning to the circle of life –
Filled with suffering – grieving and moaning, but never dying out… even when starved of sunlight.
