Some say love it is a riverThat drowns the tender reedSome say love it is a razerThat leaves your soul to bleedSome say love it is a hungerAn endless aching needI say love it is a flowerAnd you it's only seedIt's the heart afraid of breakingThat never learns to danceIt's the dream afraid of wakingThat never takes the chanceIt's the one who won't be takenWho cannot seem to giveAnd the soul afraid of dyingWhen the night has been too lonelyAnd the road has been too longAnd you think that love is onlyFor the lucky and the strongJust remember in the winterFar beneath the bitter snowsLies the seedThat with the sun's loveIn the springBecomes the roseThe Rose - Olivia Ong- - -
I want to buy a Nikon camera soonnnn. I'm tired of borrowing and returning the camera reluctantly. :( Probably considering a second hand due to my own economic crisis. Let me know if you got any lobang okay. Thanks.