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.
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
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'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
