FW147

FW147

One day … You plant a root … In my heart … Today, that tree … It’s called love for a lifetime … never can be torn … For Inside me lives … … If no touch and see your world, would be unclean, without a hint of sensitivity change, at least believe that someone beats my simple realidade.A my sadness is like all the happiness attainable as inalcançável.Por magic without ironiade in a day you say, play me feel, how you look at me and see who I’m not and queserei beside you. A burning match burning the pain in me terminating when everything burn. Never took you, in fact you I will say that you suffer because and never let you know who loved you and always you will love …

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