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.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
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I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
