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Number of posts : 761 Age : 32 Nerden : Berlin^den olmak isterdi ^^ İş/Hobiler : Müzik.. punk.. Yu.. j-rockk xD Lakap : Yu's lilttle princess En sevdiğiniz j-rock grubu : An Café Registration date : 2008-06-24
| Subject: Cherish .... Wed Jun 25, 2008 3:26 am | |
| yureru yoru wo kazaru tsuki to nirameau no hoshi furu machi. fuwari kumo ni yuragu sukima te wo tsunaide wa shagou?
kinkyori sugita ren ai fumedasenu jirenma
aishiteru ari no mama wo tsutaetai omoi yurete. sube mo naku chiru hanabira saku koto wa nai koiiro.
sururi yubi no aida nukeru hitorijime wa dekinai no ne. sarari namida kawaku made wa semete tomodachi no mama.
yarinaoshi wa kikanai. modorenai, hajimari.
mamorenai yakusoku nara saisho kara hoshikunai yo dareka wo miru yokogao sae suki nante watashi no baka.
tsuki akari no shoumei anata no tonari wa dare?
aishiteru ari no mama wo tsutaetai omoi yurete. sube mo naku chiru hanabira saku koto wa nai koiiro.
aishiteru to omoeta koto soredake demo ureshisugite. yokubari na watashi no naka omoide to saku koiiro.
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Cherish Credit to nekojita @ batsu
The moon hanging in the wavering night and the staring star streaming town. In the shaking crevice within the floating clouds is holding your hand alright?
The romance that passed a short distance a dilemma I cant take a step on
The thought wavers that I want to tell you while I say I love you There isnt a way for this withering flower whos never bloomed the color of love.
Slipping between my fingers it falls through I cant keep all to myself ne. Until the unhesitant tears dry At least while I still have friends.
A do-over wont come. It wont return, the beginning.
If its a promise you cant keep then you didnt want it from the start Youre looking at someone even just the profile only the me you like.
In the illumination of the moonlight who is the person beside you?
The thought wavers that I want to tell you while I say I love you There isnt a way for this withering flower whos never bloomed the color of love.
When I think of I love you even just that makes me too happy. Within my avaricious self memories bloom into the color of love. | |
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