Wherever I built the defense, because love does not merely scented beauty.
such as violet and without realizing he was pulled over going too far into the heart of hearts.
With closed eyes I gave some away,
menyanderaku sense, my world became dark when the sun began to burn.
How many wounds that never healed, how much imagination does not step aside ... some logic in order to settle there. It's not about the body ... this wound that you destroy the soul wound up into pieces.
Wherever I built the defense, will not weaken me love again ... ..
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