segunda-feira, março 26, 2018

Love can hurt
can be perfect
Or a illusion
I don't need a passion on a paper
Can killed me
if you're real
Love can be especial
I keep love to write
what I don't say to you
Make yours eyes beautiful
let me tell you
What I have inside my mind to
love its a part than you fixed
with memories
And hope
when you feel alone
Without someone else
you believe in hell
Love its you

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