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.
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
