Everytime you stretch your hand out for somehting you care about Fate comes along and snatches it away
Beautiful, Fragil, and haunting She can't escape the feeling that forces beyond her control are compelling her down a road from which she can not drawback. It's as if her whole life has been a prelide to this moment.. This fateful meeting that changes everything And sure enough, against her better judgement; she falls in love, but she doesn't trust it, shes not even sure if she believes in love.
If she loves someone, its doomes. Good things never lasts.
I have a cloak of dremas Woven from the joys of youth Affection is its decoration And adoration is its embellishment With my infinite thoughts,
I embroidered and set it carefully Then one day i met her I offered her my cloak of dreams She draped it over her shoulders And in that instant
THe sun, moo and stars shifted and darkened I asked you, aske you To treasure this cloak carefully
Nobody realises that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal It's weird that whatever else is on your mind, whether it's the downfall of gobal economics or terrible environmental troubles, the thing that always gets you most is when you fancy someone
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot The world forgetting, by the world forgot Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resigned
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