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 thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
