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When the flowers are growing...
They say I am strong,
But coldness is preceived as strength...
I can feel it.
A shadow passes through me...
Look at me upside-down
And rearrange the colors...
Run, run. The iron bars run to the wall.
Sweet freedom flees quickly through the closing...
I was bored one day, had nothing to do
So I sat on the ground and thought of you...
And once more, it entered my thoughts.
It had not for a time, but it came to me now...
Please try to be of the happiness.
I need you here to make me happy...
Tears spill out of downcast eyes.
Arms draped around legs huddled close to her...
Still thine beating heart.
Why dost thou tremble so?
Hast thou not the past left behind thyself?
The wind beneath my wings
The fire in my heart
The ending of my love
The exhilaration at the start
He was my everything
He was all I need
And it's because of him I cry
Because of him I bleed
*Every rose has its thorns.
And every heart has been broken.
But every rose is also beautiful.
And every heart is loving and open.*