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'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
