Thursday, December 15, 2011

Define me

Link between the line,
Is the color used by the pen,
Off all the color I choose white,
So I don't make mistake.

I meet you on the event,
That we never know,
I see you in a tent,
That I can't even see the snow.

Thus this meet shall be froze,
By all the season that we been growth,
Then it will be crave in to the grave,
Thus continue to be  worth.

I love you,
The best,
I love you,
Better than all the rest.

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