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.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
