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The world blows in the wind

Even if the wet remains of rain are glistening

I’m still chasing a distant day’s shadow

 We’ll only leave behind wonderful memories

In the changing seasons

I’m dreaming of you and can never return

But every time I remember, the pain echoes		 Will the shadow that falls into black burn as bright as the shining sun?

You smiled

So I embraced you without speaking of eternity

So you wouldn’t fade away to some place I could never reach

evanescent
No matter how much time goes by my dream of you won’t end
the way to summer is shining so bright

•info•

My name is Shentel and I have a unique sense of humor which only some people can understand. I enjoy listening to songs, especially YUI's. I love the Japanese culture and I would like to study it. Enjoy your stay and welcome~
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シェイリ Jassie


Skinned and coded by sweeeeeeeet. No brushes, flowers, butterflies and humans were harmed in this creation.
Monday, October 19, 2009, 4:17 AM

Admiring someone from afar is just plain weird and difficult feeling for me.
I realized in the first place I shouldn't have confirmed my feelings without thinking seriously.
Right now, I think admiring afar is the best thing to do.

I'm just freaking damn immature.
Accepting the fact is all I can do now. But I'm not going to be depressed over this,

I'm just 15 years old, for god's sake.

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