Friday, August 10, 2012

Crying unsustainable


Unsustainable weeping Feeling the weight of anguish pour out the thoughts in the harsh reality that you cut the wings outside the wind meditate in everything, in short, nothing to always reach the same point is to let is not one time responsible for what is ours man is dismissed from his beloved keeping his emotions to himself that one of them fearful and the cowardly heart out naked and say, no love, you shut up and cover between the street and feel, know what I am perhaps my words do not say maybe my insurance shares some point some fixed mark that can go my way I traduciéndote use the weapon I use the black blood in the role I am what I am, I'm just a man that can scribble it with respect aiming more knowing that if you type it appeases the discomfort I feel beside me who love me I do not mean any woman an angel I know well the meaning of a glance the joy of a caress the pleasure of a pat and wait open your eyes in the morning

to enter them as the sun confusing without account to embrace my feelings with eloquence want to see the sunrise first heat of his tracks its moisture on my sheets think the beauty of their surroundings and embrace it like I want a world first of happiness without the winter storm continues to live in inhaling the scent of spring your body wants to spark a tear that springs from a sincere heart to show me I am without words for her, her whole world crying Unsustainable levy samuel akinin feel the weight of an anguish that poured thoughts in the harsh reality that you cut the wings outside the wind meditate in everything, in short, nothing to always reach the same point is to let is not one time responsible for what is ours is dismissed a man of his beloved keeping his emotions to himself that one of them fearful and the cowardly heart out naked and say, no love, you shut up and cover between the street and feel, know what I am perhaps my words do not say maybe my insurance shares some point some fixed mark traduciéndote can go my way I use the weapon to use with black blood in the role I am what I am, I'm just a man that can scribble respecting what sucks more knowing that if write it appeases the discomfort I feel beside me who love me I do not mean any woman an angel I know well the meaning of a glance the delight of the pleasure of a caress and expect a slap open your eyes in the morning to enter them as the sun confusing without account to embrace my feelings with eloquence want to see the sunrise first heat of his tracks its moisture on my sheets think the beauty of their surroundings and embrace it like I want a world first of happiness without the winter storm continues to live in inhaling the scent of spring your body wants to spark a tear that springs from a sincere heart to show me I'm speechless for herself, her world akinin levy samuel

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