my search for happiness

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By amanda •

days working, nights crying time flying I feel me dieing. wishing on a star that somewhere maybe far, I found what I have lost a happy soul without the cost. without the sorrow, without the pain, with sunny days and calming rains missing my smile, this feeling is vile. tearing me apart stomping on my heart a wish for just a wish a truth behind a kiss and even with a little i'll forever stand so brittle looking for the light to finally end this fight

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July 9, 2013 09:33George Chow

I work as a landlord. I have time to spend with love. Either you travel to Taipei. Or i go to your place someday.