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Saturday, May 17, 2008
把爱,剪碎了随风吹向大海.
有许多事,
让泪水洗过更明白.
天真如我,
张开双手以为撑得住未来,
而谁担保爱永远不会染上尘埃.
把爱,剪碎了随风吹向大海.
越伤得深,
越明白爱要放得开.
是我不该,
怎么我会眷著你眷成依赖,
让浓情在转眼间变成了伤害.
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