hola!! esto son solo cosas que e escrito como son pequeños los pondre aqui juntos todos :)
..Dejo
:Dejo que el viento vaya por sus sueños...Que haga reír a una flor utilizando solo el corazón sin definir el amor..si todo fuera blanco o negro que triste seria todo tiene su propio matiz y su desilusión. Es el eco del viento que hace pacto con el tiempo para luego derrochar sin sentido propio...como un diente de león o quizá como el poema de Adolfo Bécquer,” Volverán las oscuras golondrinas”:)
I am the one who understand her painI am the one who understand her pain... the kiss that hurt her lips the blade in her heart the pain that slip her into A falling ANGEL alive and DEATH breathing an addiction because that’s the only way she can handle her demons she doesn't want help ,she thinks that no one can understand how she feels. She lay in bed last night, thinking about summer nights when she was a kid which make her feel wonderful more than ever... looks deep in her mask and you will see her eyes see all the pain and suffering go deeper you will find her soul screaming past and present fading away I don’t need to ask what’s wrong because I am the one who understand her pain…one look into her eyes and I know I have to hold her.. I wish I could give her a shooting stars Yet my wish can’t come true but I CAN MAKE HER SMILE so her sorrow turns into happiness beautiful dreams and her tears into a river of joy for a better tomorrow.. I am the one who understands her pain.:)
YESYes..If I die tomorrow & god asked me if I want to reincarnate I will not even blink...I will answer "YES, YES I DO"... Just for the simple pleasure to see myself once more in your eyes! Not once, not even twice but three times with honor I will go through the same hell because in that hell you will give a beat to my heart & ... light to my life!Thank you for every lil second of happiness:)
We walk We walk and walk everyday traveling feet’s we are without turning around we stay... Walking sometimes we are not sure what we are searching or what we will find but we continue walking.. We find words of love eyes that see the hurt...Sometimes the sky fills with fog and we question “do we stay or walk can we take a chance on whatever happens, happens remembering that every time we walk into the fog our heart change hands we walk.. walk because we had travel so far to watch us fall apart in the fog we go one thing is always true we may walk and walk but we never forget that here is always a train station waiting to bring us back home:)
..Dejo :Dejo que el viento vaya por sus sueños...Que haga reír a una flor utilizando solo el corazón sin definir el amor..si todo fuera blanco o negro que triste seria todo tiene su propio matiz y su desilusión. Es el eco del viento que hace pacto con el tiempo para luego derrochar sin sentido propio...como un diente de león o quizá como el poema de Adolfo Bécquer,” Volverán las oscuras golondrinas”:)
I am the one who understand her painI am the one who understand her pain... the kiss that hurt her lips the blade in her heart the pain that slip her into A falling ANGEL alive and DEATH breathing an addiction because that’s the only way she can handle her demons she doesn't want help ,she thinks that no one can understand how she feels. She lay in bed last night, thinking about summer nights when she was a kid which make her feel wonderful more than ever... looks deep in her mask and you will see her eyes see all the pain and suffering go deeper you will find her soul screaming past and present fading away I don’t need to ask what’s wrong because I am the one who understand her pain…one look into her eyes and I know I have to hold her.. I wish I could give her a shooting stars Yet my wish can’t come true but I CAN MAKE HER SMILE so her sorrow turns into happiness beautiful dreams and her tears into a river of joy for a better tomorrow.. I am the one who understands her pain.:)
YESYes..If I die tomorrow & god asked me if I want to reincarnate I will not even blink...I will answer "YES, YES I DO"... Just for the simple pleasure to see myself once more in your eyes! Not once, not even twice but three times with honor I will go through the same hell because in that hell you will give a beat to my heart & ... light to my life!Thank you for every lil second of happiness:)
We walk We walk and walk everyday traveling feet’s we are without turning around we stay... Walking sometimes we are not sure what we are searching or what we will find but we continue walking.. We find words of love eyes that see the hurt...Sometimes the sky fills with fog and we question “do we stay or walk can we take a chance on whatever happens, happens remembering that every time we walk into the fog our heart change hands we walk.. walk because we had travel so far to watch us fall apart in the fog we go one thing is always true we may walk and walk but we never forget that here is always a train station waiting to bring us back home:)
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