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.
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
