The light was still bright
Although much life left horizontal injustice, though still very stormy life style where three, but we still do place called happiness stop. So the flowers will bloom trust, will on the rainbow after the rain and the street lamp light shines forever, shine in the night entrance. Strong shoulder, hand held magic, gentle hug that spread ...
Sometimes you feel suffocated between the street and down the busy traffic. Because dust? So annoying uncle leaning nightingale locked in a narrow cage no way out? Or perhaps it is because you feel lonely, lost between the lines of life? Do you feel alone? You feel life play with, like a boat floating docks. Loving, happy that faint distant stars themselves, as well as stars in the sky glow and soon went out into the vast space and endless sadness to play with. Despite that no matter what, you believe that in a faraway place, where the other corner and even soul who has the protruding fibers still sunny refuge for us.
Sometimes dreams are just dreams forever. Sometimes in life you shove thunderstorm storm, in the constant rain did not stop. You fall into a pit deep abyss, falling hard to stand up mud to reach the warm rays of the sun. The world title bout icy sleet and callously thrown cold water on your face, the flame extinguished hope though is the smallest. Life is just a black whole. Seed bud LEB barely blue, shining brightly between life was buffeted snapped the other small seeds. Happiness is not filled up, love has still not satisfactory apart, leaving many attachment saved wistfully regret leaving, both suffering soul. Fruits were barely tasted the bitter root cluster must receive education on the crossroad in front early by successfully delayed. Whether or not we desperate? Is that life brings co're all happy to drop in the wind?
I feel so much lighter when suddenly encounter sympathy, tears of happiness glitter burst. Desire to be written on pages most beautiful life. Only a hand held was enough for her to know there is love, just a hug was enough to know that we are comforted, soothed.
What way is ending, the rain did not stop falling once. Take a look at the distant horizon, where the colors light up trust, where rainbow shining splendor, where the new cruise lit, place washed soul. The rain took away the dusty earth and purifies the soul, what is the best return, true heart inherent from the beginning. Look lotus shine still rise between mud-covered. Look seed unyielding style between the three storms that have started a new life with bright green seeds. Take a look after the girl broke up the months of suffering in love is an unexpected makeover: more powerful, more mature and more domains. Take a look at the sweet fruit and firm beliefs multiplied many of the 18 young, twenty bear big shock when he walked into my life.
I will pass all if we believe that somewhere love remains boundless, where it still contains plenty of happiness that we have not explored before. Although much life left horizontal injustice, though still very stormy life style where three, but we still do place called happiness stop. He sun never take away all the door closes another door will open. So the flowers will bloom trust, will on the rainbow after the rain and the street lamp light shines forever, shine in the night entrance. Strong shoulders, a magic fist, gently hug ... spread my happiness! Happiness amazing!