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AmandaWx
A, Sky
http://iflying.me
biography
When were the time I could fly...
Flying away from you...
Never know you are not missing me...
Thinking of me...
I would prefer to being the Air...
Flying around you...
Never lose your smile...
Your fantastic smiling...
Flying away from you...
Never know you are not missing me...
Thinking of me...
I would prefer to being the Air...
Flying around you...
Never lose your smile...
Your fantastic smiling...
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AmandaWx is a Top Listener of Forrest Gump [Special Edition], #1's [Import Bonus Tracks], 張悬, Stereophonics, and 陶喆
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- 11/3/2009
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AmandaWx is a Silver Artist Power Listener of…
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- 10/31/2009
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most played
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- Jason Mraz
- 8,962 plays
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- Green Day
- 7,275 plays
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- Linkin Park
- 6,294 plays
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- The Cranberries
- 6,044 plays
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- 五月天
- 3,996 plays
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- Dido
- 2,343 plays
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- 陶喆
- 1,351 plays
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- 梁靜茹
- 1,197 plays
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comments
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- by EmbodiedBook on 10/31/2008 03:38:41
- Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one, I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me and sometimes I loved her too. How could one not loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is starry and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that I have lost her. My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses. Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one, I held her in my arms and my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.
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