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A poem to show how darkness there was light, black became white, living in pain, with a smile, and a heart breaking is formed again.
To begin, thinking life is happy-sad, sad-happy, repeat again. Always after that question, ' who am I? ' and at the same time of Sunrise, opening my eyes, still do not see the significance of life. Another day, another sadness also brought. Once someone has said to me that "do not be too happy because I deliberately endeavor with replacement, not an everlasting smile but a fall ill. Everyday I am crushed that I didn't know what else in my whole life. Everyday I beg in love, attention, caring but not on anything or anyone could have filled.
A young lost and not knowing if a fit way. Dream, happy and no longer pretend. Simple but hard to achieve. Once you have asked yourself why are you here? If you have done in the world to abandon it? Why each day that way, you can't even achieve true joy. Because I, near to explode the question. But everything has to end, how can in an instant, everything going around, and shine. Someone had introduced me, recounted her life and I even seem surprised. You can be happy no pretender.
He always said that life is to Nice, one sentence that I couldn't accept. In all the hurricane I faced, I realized that not all the rain will last. Because sometimes you have to also join the Leach of the rain, with little conviction, believing all that go through is finite. For those who do not tired in my life. For those who do not tire of hearing the stunning I story. The constantly bring forth living trusts deep with reason, thank you. You are the Rainbow serves as the storm to my life.
Do I turn these experiences not only fun but painful if often. But because of them, I learned to stand and not flee. Ladder the life, you must always choose, if you climb up and leave the old as you step out, or remain and more will reach the top of the stairs where the long you illustrates, the pleasure. ready to face the coming storm, with many of the heart. Never again would think more of life is stopped.before you, exposing the living store. May be influenced by continuing on the path that sometimes don't agree with us.
The people I have met, the man who never missed the look and attention, I didn't expected to shovel a solution for me, I always heard the name, but I just charge taken for granted. He, Yes, he is, not whether you believe but let only that he that say himself introduced. This is my life, storm but share Rainbow drowned out again but the King lost but path is seen again and crushed but developed gradually
