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Story

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My life

My life in the past is still very sad

Cover the tragic sound with a smile

There are nights when I cry often

Days pass through living with worries

Whenever I laugh out loud

That is when I am most sad

That is when the tears come

Loneliness silently flowing inside

Too weak and soft, so I had to bear with it

Too emotional, so pretending to be tough

I am very afraid of the loneliness

But why I am still lonely and crying

At the top of pain I stand stretching hands widely

I accept this great pain

Life is just too tiring

The way back home

There is a small road that I love

The narrow road is unusually beautiful

The two sides of grass grow and many flowers and leaves

Makes me still remember, makes me love