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Monday, December 3, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
All About Love
Love is a wonderfull thing.
They can brought a beautiful moment, like a never ending blossom season,
but sometimes it's hurting our heart deeply, so we think never can be heal anymore.
Love is a mysterious thing.
When love comes, we can do alot of crazy thing, just to make our couple give us their sweetest smile.
But when love move away, it's loke winter that freezing our heart,
so even if every singgle of our friends try to warm up, it never gonna melt.
Love is like a magic.
We don't know when it will come to us, in what it's looks like.
And we don't know when it will fade away.
They can brought a beautiful moment, like a never ending blossom season,
but sometimes it's hurting our heart deeply, so we think never can be heal anymore.
Love is a mysterious thing.
When love comes, we can do alot of crazy thing, just to make our couple give us their sweetest smile.
But when love move away, it's loke winter that freezing our heart,
so even if every singgle of our friends try to warm up, it never gonna melt.
Love is like a magic.
We don't know when it will come to us, in what it's looks like.
And we don't know when it will fade away.
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