Known to the world in that one shoulder of reach, even if the dead of night may hear each other's heartbeat , all the mundane chores and even this night, the heavy, quiet, but how can win lent weight ? !
you, I grazed the city's marginal , so I carefully across all of space and distance. Love is a cup of poison, drink endless lines and delay led . The process of life is to be a little bit of blocking out the initial and final view . Tonight, you over there, I'm here!
love is poison ?
the door , and said not to like it. As if the back is another world, do not say good or bad, is left behind in the past and did not occur in the future. It attracted me because I was afraid , like a huge magnetic field , like you love the person you hate as strange.
If Forget Love Potion , I would not drink , and even the poison in the stomach cramps , I will remember , because you related ... ...
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