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.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
