Gooseberry
Sometimes I feel that,
my life is just like a gooseberry.
First it starts to taste bitter,
then lasts with sweet.
But sometimes sweet appears delay,
by the time I finds a reason to cry anyway.
You just keep on tasting bitter,
till sweet comes and appear.
But I'm proud that you let sweet to go on.
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my life is just like a gooseberry.
First it starts to taste bitter,
then lasts with sweet.
But sometimes sweet appears delay,
by the time I finds a reason to cry anyway.
You just keep on tasting bitter,
till sweet comes and appear.
But I'm proud that you let sweet to go on.
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