Night, tears stained dress. I want to leave something, efforts to reach out , and then held out his hand , can not find anything, perhaps, some things will always remain at the bottom of life , the traces of deep and shallow , gently brushed care has not Pain , only one numb. I lost love, lost heart, lost happiness, lost his only thrown away , only memories ... ... somewhere doomed , Acacia has to be remembered. A trace of emotion that have used to defend the care, has a no trace. Thought , even if not ultimately the two family dependents , at least remember the tie him down. However, the fate of the arrangement does not allow lingering emotional world .So in many a lonely night, a person, a Heart , indulging in the bottomless darkness, memories will be the same as water . Slowly, but smoothly across the heart of the sea. Some people use the moment to forget all . And some people , but struggled in the memory of a lifetime . For love, for love .
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