Life is a dream, but wake up after the tears still, always like the dead of night, letting their thoughts,
many nights, alone looking at the stars. Surrounded by a silence. Listen to your inner shadows the help given crying sound, the darkness pervades the endless frustration felt at a loss account and forlorn. star know, the wind also understood ..
no one thought would be easy, as there is no any kind of emotion is not the same as wounding , star knows, the wind also understood, but the heart do not know ....< br> midnight butterfly wings waving incomplete want to be near the beautiful dream
may get good luck there is nothing she still wings tears of blood splashing dance fly in the red lily white lily was crying for love thanks
butterfly final is a beautiful legend, the world's many lovers are not married, but no one can spend the butterfly .
No comments:
Post a Comment