Friday, November 18, 2011

me the truth like you



(A) the corner of a nightmare ************* autumn I eventually saw a pool of unfamiliar faces. I, the leaves a lot of adore aboard the stamp. Why write one of the die tree bough on a tiny morsel of that note, is ah, how could not understand that from a light and overlooks the water with, merely apt ambition apt fall in that silent reminisce on the petals that a adore and detest. In that desolate shore, a lot of hoops flare mind sees many shadow, the sun glimmering in the dingy lines in which the touch of anguish, maybe the one treasure in that the breach surrounded the sand, exhausted in the rain Many past. Boundless reveries flock to my center, ah, life is favor a Garden of Eden in the open, to show how many loveliness and ugliness with the changes, let me tread along step and you hiked into a trap that a lukewarm, shared joys and sorrows. Your laugh, your zealous,UGG 5991, I was carrying a hand through the twists and corners that life route, and one television drama dawn and nightfall, and Imitation in two hearts are so tightly accompanied attach, not apology no grumbles. Ah, cross one vacant, only that the spread maple leaves floating in the ... ... (b) namely that you said to me: I adore you, ambition not divide. All of them told me: Everything is true and artificial. Leaves with a picture of the television drama, I finally understand a lot of sense. And numerous insights,uggs boots sale, and finally exclaimed to her so that he and the traces of memory. Numerous in the annuals that I forget entire the undergoing, those who forget the woe and mournful. The ghost of you my heart has long been etched in the walls, suddenly a lot of agreeable memories, always a variety of voice. Really, your flowering is my United States, elected up the wastage in the field of that sentence poetry, the morale can not differentiate whether the outlooks of starve, yet to touch the eye that had solidified blood and tears, it is for your startle? ,Belstaff Coat Women, It is because you happiness? That is because you're standing in front of me,men moncler jackets, gently erase your eyes with tears, gently stroking your haggard face it, a center of mourning from the students, whatsoever, how willing to kiss ah, in your smile that slightly eyes, the sweet temptation my repentance and appetite, and that you quit me a bloody, so I feel deeply as some segments of life so complicated twists and turns in front of the show, deep insights to the enhancement of the hard-won reunion, ah, I have no depression, once a hug you tightly in his arms. As long for you and I in late autumn, the remembrance of those tragic to the process. In autumn,UGG Evera Sneaker, many felt the pros and cons of life with sweet and sour. Read almost in the rain many innocent beauteous and ugly. Let us have a right to excuse the ugly of life. Let us all attach to the mind full of decorating it. Let a joy of life care experience of it. (C) the edge of autumn imagine, rooted in the well-being and acquisitions and losses. Edge of a nightmare late autumn, the water of true stories and fables. How much waiting and ambition, I stood on that one covered in yellow leaves and withered on the mountain scenery, you finally came on the horizon from that, and clothed in which strands of Autumn fog and autumn,UGG Liberty, with that exhausted psychosomatic, as if to acquaint me the truth like you, like, effective me in your heart and I, and everything I feel apathetic, because your anguish deeply and always, My surprise is that since you dry line in the poem, dragged out a ring that is ah, really remain in your body. Harvest season is so cumbersome, imagination. Phase, for silent, but more of a life of sweet and sour. Once in a dream and chase and melodrama with you. And you have a split in the summer of water in the wave. From which the trees have been with you kissing your face alley. As a outcome, the harvest season, penetrate via the Red. Thus, the time attach will not detach? So, what they want,Kids Supra TK Society Shoes, by the time you come back.

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