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.
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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