The straight way
March 1, 2012
Never be trapped would she to be painful,
if she was just on her way, twist and turn.
But went straight may would be more wonderful.
As joy was rainbow when its colors burn,
dark, but more romantic and enjoyable.
As she was an innocent clodhopper,
though heaven was just for the pure people.
She worried to be blamed as a sinner.
She may didn’t remember in second.
Years passed only sitting with irony.
Joy she dreamed a lot couldn’t be mentioned
Helplessly waiting for the destiny
Pure, she now guessing to find the right way
When road no longer straight to run away 
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