Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
