If the rain comes from the cloud still a drop of tears in the grave of the sound God will cry to the flower wants to close a bridge between our distance! Like a Midui dog, not even a bone , so dont be sad (or Monday) I have a life, which has been imposed by a piece of stone, turned into a heart You just learned to or study a lesson !!! Heres the joy of my life I remember the joys of my life still the memories of the bite with me I dont expect to walk my feet like a traveler I didnt come to welcome my only work in this camouflage life I have a post with people I have History I have been connected to the longtime I still dont have a good eyebrow You know I am a wound but I dont get to Ruth The world of a handful of soil, the result of your world, can you share happiness?
