Our love
is like a ricefield...
we planted it
with love
and care;
we took care
with so much effort
and attention
but the scorching
heat of the sun
the drowning
floodwater
killed it...
the
green valley
of our happiness
and
golden love
we once knew
has withered
and turned
into
a barren field
of apathy.
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I do,I do believe in Fairies!
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