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introduction
Hello you! You've reached the blog page of Isaiah Simon Lin. The average guy!This page is currently under-going some revamp for a come-back. Owner's Message Do watch out for this space and... hope you will be lucky one day to find it updated :):) So... COME ON IN AND READ.. YAY! |
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The rose... - Friday, December 01, 2006 @ 1:54:00 PM
The Rose - Westlife 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 dying That never learns to live. When the night has been too lonelyAnd the road has been too long. And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong. Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the sun's love, In the spring, becomes the rose. |
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