小衛

How generous God who looked at each other walking intoxication


Cut open your heart until the last piece of blank


How sad to see people stand and leave the other


You change your mind until you drip blood to the heart


Still remains to either return to the wonderful love


If the encounter is whether there should be love fate


A mood is serious


If the pay is the only response to whether there really


Shallow grasp the edge of fear that allows the future, now infected with the dust


This is a lot of love do not care


Finally, it is do not care about hurt themselves. . .