The Rose-Better Midler
Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
and you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been to long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the winter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose.
Today, is maths test... I did quite well at least better than first term.
Gonna share about L.O.V.E.
In life, we have things that we look for. Some are for the need of daily life, some to feed us mentally, some just for the sake of having it...
But there are things that we may lost... Friends... Family... Or even ourself...
When you find yourself have no target in life, when you find yourself have nothing on your hand,when you find yourself have unsolved miseries and depressions...
L.O.V.E is the only thing that you nver feel...
You may still a blind although your eyes can see while your heart can't...
Materials? Too keen on something that you want but never get?
Why don't just to stick with the most precious thing that you already have?
L.O.V.E an answer for every misery...












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