When the moon shines with a bright light .. in contemplation the soul full of peace, the soul memory illustrations are very beautiful to the plug as its poison barb life ..
My love is like the waves that will not be able to drag a million figurative happy .. A state of love that brought me in the morning dew. here, I love to knit with a holy, sacred as the fragrance of heaven that we live forever ..
For love, as deep as any that I would be proud if you did just for me .. I figure this is not poetry, but these words are a form of beautiful million hopes that I want to express but difficult for me ..
My God, why this happened to me and he is now .. We can only surrender his knees in front of you O Lord, to always strive in managing life today, tomorrow, and then
My love is like the waves that will not be able to drag a million figurative happy .. A state of love that brought me in the morning dew. here, I love to knit with a holy, sacred as the fragrance of heaven that we live forever ..
For love, as deep as any that I would be proud if you did just for me .. I figure this is not poetry, but these words are a form of beautiful million hopes that I want to express but difficult for me ..
My God, why this happened to me and he is now .. We can only surrender his knees in front of you O Lord, to always strive in managing life today, tomorrow, and then
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