terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2020

The Tender Story, Mysterious Nights and Lightful Hearts and Souls

 


Soon; kerbs, diseases and wilderness. The eternal night and our tears amoung the solitary steps of insegure teenagers. 

Trees, leaves, mountains, winters and deaths. Phantoms, solitudes and knowledge; we gave our loss to some intricated

Philosophy. Every day i stare on the grasp clouds and skies, seeing one angel hidden in my memory. Money, fame and

Glory faded away; rested only a childhood blessing of our undiscoveried country. I offert my self for God between                                         

                                                         Userful men, she will always be above this earth for me; a love that never will die.





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