A Glimpse In A Minute's Happiness

by daughter of sorrow   May 29, 2011


Love can be jealous,
but it always pleased.
my heart says yes,
but my mind says no.
my words are poisons,
yet my tears are the antidotes.
I might seems hurting,
but it doesn't mean i am losing..
for a friend's happiness,
i can always sacrifice.
I never lose,
I always win...

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