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发表于 2009-8-12 11:54:15
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At the end of the night, listen to a song of 《Childhood》
This is your favorite songs.
Michael Jackson that one of the King of pop,
Those who don't know him, "please don't freak, gay, sexual harassment, bleaching skin freaks child" dirty words to his detractors.
He gave the world the most pure music, the world is on his dirty, he silently for blacks who didn't have the money to pay, buried black artists held funeral, but the black people are pointed nose scold him against racial, As for the proletariat, Marx shout a lifetime, but the proletariat in the UK's position, he is still a child cries for black, life, but what the hell, racist to what the people, in your pedantic his detractors, laugh at him, please don't forget he is your family, he is your savior.
He likes to children, children also loves his Neverland, have been free to all the world's children, especially the chateau open between two separate sets, theatre, for those who are immune ability is poor chemotherapy, the children watching movies, prevent them from other children bacterial infections. He took those poor children around the playground, children smiled, he smiled, the next day, the newspaper reported cases of the sodomites, with his innocence. Ask each human, such a careful, laugh so bright person, how will become the devil's mouth of sexual harassment.
He was burned in the AD, when he was carried to the pitiful quest, a flash on the stretcher, followed by a series of programmes broadcasting television set: "in the face of beauty is how to change the sword," he got in the skin, vitiligo, tortured by the media to help his genius, completed in bleaching and so on a series of medical history never miracle.
He accepted thunderous applause, forever just hand back behind the silent, bow, again and again that love , the smile on his face, because he is the relief efforts have been recognized by people.
He tried to make this dirty world accept him, but he pretend to accept this world, then would he to the abyss.
He has become heaven's dream/Kings,
If a deep breath, they can then sprint 90.
He has his dream, dream never stop, his dream continues。
Cause, Michael,
I just a year under 18 little girl, but you can use the word "love have I love you" can be interpreted. I was in your music, just like the rivers flow into the feeling, follow the melody, listen. Your return, I hope, in the dream of flying, the sleep has become guilty. The fallen leaves, it also has seen better days. You turned pale, and flooded away the whole city, and resolutely took me at all. The constant sunshine, my missing for you. Desperately want to remember yesterday you laugh, because I couldn't see. In time, stagnant you at this moment is the only thing I theme. When you walk, to know what was lost. Now the sky, overshadowed, pedestrians, like my heart...
Michael,goodbye,I love you so much, and I love you forever.
From love you people forever |
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