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domingo, 30 de junho de 2013
Every minute is greater longing for someone I love
Every minuteis greaterlonging forsomeone Ilove
I can not saythat our bodiesareseparate because I feelthe beating of yourheartkilometersfrom where I am Every minutethe painof longingis greater,for eachdaythe pain increases butnostalgia isthe punishmentfor loversa nicepunishmentfor metoseethatyougetbehindmefelidadeonethatmakes myheart beatstrongerchest In thetwilightofmorningIseeyour picturecomingin the distanceand allthepunishment thatmade mesufferhomesicknessturnsmomentarily a bighappy smile.
Not sure if thisisonlylove I do not knowif I canlive away fromyou I do not knowwedwill bethe endof thisstory I do not knowifwe willloveforever But I know thatevery kissyoutake meto heaven but I know thatevery secondyour sideis like being inthe green fieldfull offlowerssurrounded byangels
'll cryfor a minute,which islembraotosuffer,for theday thatyouleave memy heartis ready
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